'Thousand Words'

by Egle Pruckute

Eight Hours Later…

Who would have thought? But here I am ‘quoting’ Louis Kahn, the inspiring architect who was talking to the Brick. So I ask Thread, ‘What do you want ?’ Thread … Continue reading

February 18, 2015 · Leave a comment

Word by Word, Knot by Knot

‘One Bites’ are gone. I ate them all. The drawers are empty, I finished them all. Ease in my stomach. ‘Knots’ Did I take it too literally this time? Here … Continue reading

February 6, 2015 · 2 Comments

‘Picture Perfect’

Longing the ‘Picture Perfect’, I waited four months. A light drizzle and time to waste. At last, ‘Room 69‘ has a Red Umbrella. It was different this time. The number … Continue reading

April 6, 2013 · 5 Comments

A Cheap Thrill

Next bus, half an hour to waste. I leaned over the cold wall. Unpaid magazine stories kept me warm. Yet, rather bored. Every page or two, I glanced over to … Continue reading

February 28, 2013 · 1 Comment

Not for Consideration!

It’s been three months since the ‘eviction letter’. What used to be an hour of ‘intimate stories’, got replaced by ‘La Parde de Haut-Bailly’. A Ruby in a glass. So … Continue reading

February 26, 2013 · 5 Comments

‘If It’s Not Irish, It’s No Good!’

‘Are they Irish?’ The old lady raised a pair of bananas towards me. ‘Eh… Let me see,’ Raising my eyebrows, shaking my head I glanced over. ‘Yes! Farmed in Ireland. … Continue reading

February 18, 2013 · 19 Comments

The Intruder

‘I can never go back,’ like a child I feared. What now? It’s too early to call for ‘help’. Scared of ‘Where is my rent’ confrontation, I traveled the city … Continue reading

February 17, 2013 · 8 Comments

No No No..!

‘My First Dog Race,’ I was soo… excited! No Cameras! No Flash… No Standing too close!!! A definite ‘No!’ to smoking. No Farting?! ‘Screw You, Guys!’ Phone camera pressed tight … Continue reading

February 14, 2013 · 6 Comments

In Hunt for Eleven Cats

Half an hour passed. A boy was perfect. Big smile, dark eyes. So charming… Who could pass? The ‘emergency’ call was not needed. Not this time. Yet, the phone rang. … Continue reading

January 31, 2013 · 9 Comments

Face Down in Mud

After two months in ‘rehab’, I came back. A  fear of being confronted and dragged to the ‘old age’ was too tempting. Impossible to refuse. ‘I never saw it like … Continue reading

January 19, 2013 · 26 Comments

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