Pocket Fiction


Published May 23, 2017 in LA Stories , On Writing - 0 Comments


My memories are small, like these stories.

To be more accurate they’re just little pieces of time.

Sewing them together, creating characters from all the voices in my head.

And planting them in other minds, tiny algorithms once freed, stay in motion.

Little thought experiments I hope continue like the light of long dead stars.

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