The Dot
Upon opening the shower curtain I saw it. At first I assumed it was a piece of lint, or perhaps a torn bit of cloth from a towel. But when it began to move towards me I realized my mistake. Aha! It is A Dot! It was too far away from me...
I Don’t Know Why I Remember
I don’t know why I remember him but I do. I first noticed him in the produce aisle. There was something about the way he pushed his cart – perhaps slightly unsure of himself. He was old, the kind where you can see all the veins in his wrist,...