Love, misinterpreted

Karen tore her eyes away from the new couple. It was time for her to go home. She couldn’t move, though—acceptance was too difficult. They’d been friends since childhood. Together they’d built sand castles, gone camping, and even spent days at school evaluating boys. Life had been simple then.

Throughout college, Karen didn’t realise she and her friend had fallen for the same person. When at last Kevin reciprocated her best friend’s love instead of hers, Karen was crestfallen.

Though happy for Richard and Kevin, she couldn’t forgive herself for falling in love with a man who loved another man.

Nonfiction

Relates her story

as the audience resounds

fiction it assumes.

The perfect guide

Alisa was the cleverest in the family, and the brightest in class. If anyone could uphold his name, her father claimed, it’d be her. Of his four children, only she possessed the craftiness to carry on his legacy.

Mr. Farber had been a criminal lawyer for fifteen years. From political goons to local thugs, he’d bail anyone out as long as cheques cleared. He cared for process times, and never for process rights.

Growing up listening to arguments disproving facts, Alisa, too, followed suit. As her career spiked she became more like her father, lacking nothing but a moral compass.

On duty

Unknown and unseen

is a silent spectator,

the well-trained sniper.

Suppose we juxtapose

Vacancies with on-the-job training:
for the self-starters
the go getters
dreamers and doers.

Theoretical certification necessary.

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