by Sean Martin | Dec 30, 2020 | Stories
“Yo just flag down any black cab, I don’t wanna stand out here all night and you know these fuckers are just gonna slow to a roll and stare at us instead of picking us up”. That’s my roommate, Nick. We’re headed out to meet our friends at a local Western...
by Sean Martin | Dec 19, 2020 | Stories
He stepped into the park confused, scared, and a little high. He felt the gentle autumn breeze blowing past his body, taking what little warmth he had left off of his skin as fast as it rose from inside of him. He shivered involuntarily, but it wasn’t a source of...
by Sean Martin | Dec 12, 2020 | Stories
“What are you doing right now?” I read the text and had to double check it to make sure I read it correctly. It was in my third (or maybe fourth, depending on how I rank them) language, Hebrew. It was also 10 o’clock at night and I’d been up since 5:30 am and...
by Sean Martin | Oct 13, 2020 | Stories
I often sit and watch people go about their lives from the comfort of a park bench in DaShiZi, the large square near one of the central intersections of this strange city I’ve found myself in. I go at night, when there are fewer people around, which means that only...
by Sean Martin | Oct 13, 2020 | Stories
My friend died this week. Well, I guess that’s a bit of a loaded statement. Making it implies so much that was but isn’t anymore. A man died, at his own hand, this week. He was at one time a friend. But that friendship died a long time ago, and finally now, the...
by Sean Martin | Oct 13, 2020 | Stories
“Let’s make a list of all the places we would like to go, and then we can compare them, and see what overlaps. That way we can plan to see what we can do and where we will go together. I’ve had this idea of the two of us, moving around the world together, doing...
