Posts Tagged ‘Geraldine Birch’
On Deadline
Darkness enveloped the lone gas station that stood on a rural road surrounded by open fields. I slowed down to take a better look, but I knew I had no choice. This was the only place for miles where there would be a telephone booth. I was on deadline, having just left an important school…
Read MoreLove your Enemies per Leo Tolstoy (in the time of Coronavirus?)
It is a mistake to think that there are times when you can safely address a person without love. You can work with objects without love–cutting wood, baking bricks, making iron–but you cannot work with people without love. In the same way as you cannot work with bees without being cautious, you cannot work with…
Read MoreSilent Reason
She isn’t pretty. Her face is angular in an odd way reminding you of a triangle; her stomach swollen, stretched to its limit. She looks uncomfortable, ungainly even, yet she doesn’t seem inhibited by her pregnancy, climbing about as she does, nimbly moving from leaf to leaf. A few weeks ago, when you spied her…
Read MoreTheir Kind of Music
A short story By Geraldine Birch Oddballs littered the barroom: Old gents in double breasted suits and dames far beyond menopause dressed too fancy for six in the evening, while middle-aged women in business attire sipped cocktails with business associates or lovers. Younger dudes smelling of fish caught in the bay wore sloppy T-shirts and…
Read MoreHelpers vs. the Helped
During our lives, we help each other; sometimes we help other people, sometimes we are helped by others. But the world is formed so that usually some people mostly help others, and some mostly receive their help. As you acquire objects, and you use them, you should keep in mind that they are the product’s…
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