gyrmination

I suppose it is completely unsurprising that so-called user-nominated awards such as the Shorty Awards are manipulated by the big boys.

I flicked a quarter to a guy on the street today.
A memory suddenly flashed in my mind – one of those indelible instants. Walking down some street in Cuenca, I saw a beggar sitting quietly by the side of the road. I can’t recall exactly, but he had some disabling deformity. Quietly is important – [...]

What cost me my life, what turned it into that empty shell, I believe, was something in the light I saw at the bottom of the well – that intense light of the sun that penetrated straight down to the very bottom of the well for ten or twenty seconds. It would come without warning, [...]

Kumiko and I felt something for each other from the beginning. It was not one of those strong, impulsive feelings that can hit two people like an electric shock when they first meet, but something quieter and gentler, like two tiny lights traveling in tandem through a vast darkness and drawing imperceptibly closer to each [...]

Flurries. What does it even mean? Despite that, it sounds like the feeling. The body below disappears. Empty pit of stomach, in my chest a wrecking ball on its way through rice paper. When I concentrate on winning.
I make it to the final round, then the sinking feeling of being overwhelmed, the unbearable weight of [...]