A Moment Longer

Mountain and Mist

All the paper work was done, the crazy rush was over, and I could now walk slowly. But I didn't. It could've rained any second. It's been misty and foggy all morning. Oh, how I miss the morning mist of these highlands! I looked to

The Small Child

I was waiting for my parents in the car. It was sunny, so I had to roll down the windows. My parents were grocery shopping. Later I found out that dad sells the eggs to that supermarket. Some of the eggs go to the small

Crowd

 Huge waves of human hit me from every side and angle. Everyone was going everywhere. The day was going to be long, and my bag was heavy. The siren of an ambulance took me back in time; I was back in the city.

Restroom Obsession

I had a friend named Tunc. He was not really a friend, we worked together for a short while. He was very tall and skinny, long thin nose, pale skin and dark hair. His two front teeth were slightly overlapping, lisping a bit as he

The views

"I could see the apartment from here" I looked more carefully "couldn't I?!" I squinted a bit and tried to find the window of the apartment.   I can clearly see the terrace of the bar of that hotel, I thought to myself as I sat back

One Minute

"Your phone is ringing!" Ertu said as he pointed to my phone on the table. I saw the bright screen glowing underneath my wallet. I picked it up. It wasn't an incoming call, it was outgoing--my phone had ringed someone. It called my dad, and

Paper

I gave Olga a pen and a piece of paper. That's the only way how to entertain a seven-year-old. "But what do I draw?" She asked innocently. "Anything you like!" I answered. "I could write you a letter." "That's the best idea. Please do!" I was delighted. She sat

Him or her?!

I turned right to the hallway, to the ladies room at the end of the aisle. I wondered if it was the same dog I saw the last time, wondered if he was still alive. It wasn't, it was a different one this time. And

Midnight Dark

It's started with the Town, has always been about it. Poems dedicated, memories engraved; all for better, and sometimes worse. Passing by the familiar streets, I realize all of a sudden, that it'd been missing. Habits, bus tickets, thoughts and dreams that once glued it

Dusty Hometown

The room was filled with the fresh morning light. I checked the clock to make sure it was way too early to get up. Felt strange to wake up at that hour, quite unusual. I wondered what it looked like, how different it'd be. Is