Eight-hundred Words [A Short-short Story]

Infinite possibility is an avalanche waiting to bury me? Skimming pages is not reading. To read or not to read, now that is the question, whether it is nobler with the eyes to see the depth of the text, or with them, only look at the page, fooled by the superficiality of the paper, the … Continue reading Eight-hundred Words [A Short-short Story]