Penny
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Part 9 – The Crimson Abyss
In the days that followed, we seemingly went back to normal. Isn’t it remarkable, the diversity and the relativity in the definition of normal. The true meaning only seen in the eyes of the beholder. My only motive and my… Continue reading
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Part 8 – The Macabre Tide
Death strikes without warning, snatching away everything like a merciless plunderer leaving you empty handed in the blink of an eye. For Penny, it stole the opportunity to leave. In her convoluted mind, she had conjured a path to exit… Continue reading
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Part 7 – Lost in the smoke
It was a sunny day. I had consumed a scrumptious lunch and walked up to the terrace to have my customary post meal cigarette. Penny and I doted each other that we’d take every opportunity to act like impish teenagers… Continue reading
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Part 6 – Ephemeral Paradise
Photo by Engin Akyurt What followed was an overture of experiences. Penny and I weren’t in the shadows any more. While the puritanical cages built by society tried to contain us, we were liberated in our spirits. The burden of… Continue reading
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Part 5 – Burning Desires
It was my birthday. It had always been an arbitrary day for me. It was nearly one score that no one had made an attempt to make that day about me. Let alone a grandiose gesture, it was always plagued… Continue reading
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Part 4 – Finding Shelter
What ensued in the next four weeks was nothing short of an enthralling whirlwind. Penny broke into my heart like a hot knife through butter. She was drawn to me like a duck to water. It was want rather than… Continue reading
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Part 3 – Fractured Souls, Healed Hearts
After that night the touch of Penny’s lips lingered on mine in perpetuity. I could taste her tongue. I could feel the warmth of her skin. To this day I cannot explain the kind of cosmic connection with her. I… Continue reading
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Part 2 – A Love Born In The Shadows
Photo by GEORGE DESIPRIS I’m trying to remember the exact time when my feelings for Penny came to the foreground, but I don’t think I can isolate a discrete moment which flipped the switch. An inflection point when it wasn’t… Continue reading
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Pensive Moments 1 – A Requiem For Her Embrace
I sat there in the prosaic office. My legal counsel presented me with two sets of documents. Nested inside the chartreuse paper was a narrative. A tragic tale of the downfall of two lovers. He craved companionship to conclude his… Continue reading
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Part 1 – Fade To Black
It’s 1:26 AM on a Saturday. Sleep eludes me. The magnesium and chamomile and melatonin swirl through my veins trying to force my brain to power down but I’m firing on all cylinders. My body aches from the over exertion… Continue reading









