What does it mean to be human? For ages, people have been asking this question with books, plays, music, and films. I wrote a short poem about this very topic. Why do we cry when we’re helpless? Why don’t we show love more often? Why does a loss make us care more? Why are we […]
Prologue: Poetry is not a luxury. It is a salve for your soul. Just when you thought the last tear was finally shed, your soul sources more from that bottomless well. You stop drinking water and tea to prevent the wetness in your eyes, but the bottomless well is not sourced from your tea and […]
The Blue Supermoon of 2023 Last night, the people of this world experienced one of the rarest astronomical events – a blue supermoon. Throughout centuries, people have been discovering that the supermoons affect them in various ways. Read on to find out three steps you can take to ensure you’re taking full advantage of this […]
I’ve lived in this city for six years, but for most of this time, I’ve been focused elsewhere. Always on the go, I’d only come back to Chicago to rest my tired feet. What joy, then, it is to rediscover the magic of Chicago: its streets, its lights, and rhythms, and its people. Thanks to […]
Why do we cry when we’re helpless? Why don’t we show love more often? Why does a loss make us care more? Why are we so in a hurry? Why does a brush with death illuminate the value of life? Why do we fear pain when pain is part of existence? Why do we feel […]
Just when you thought the last tear was finally shed, your soul sources more from that bottomless well. You stop drinking water and tea to prevent the wetness in your eyes, but the bottomless well is not sourced from your tea and your water. That bottomless well lies deep in your soul. Its waters are […]
She did it again. The black cat has stricken. She finally caught her victim, but this kill was very different from all the countless kills before. She had a difficult time chasing after this one. He was unpredictable, fast, and seemed to enjoy the chase as much as she did. Sometimes she felt that it […]
Leon has never missed his morning ritual. Every morning for the past forty two years started the same: hot shower, two eggs over-easy, a cup of smoldering black coffee. Then a suit, the black one with grey stripes. A final look in the mirror to make sure all the buttons are buttoned, and a black […]
Sunday morning was Tam’s favorite morning of the week. Sunday morning was the time when The News of Stockholm issued its Sunday Edition, a ten-page special that covered arts, events, cartoons, puzzles and such. It was delivered to Oluffsen family 8 a.m. sharp, and Tam was always standing by the front door one minute later. He had […]
This morning Tut woke up earlier than usual. He stretched out and yawned in his warm cozy bed, which, if you look closely, was nothing else than an eyeglass case, furnished by cotton and soft pieces of cloth. In fact, after Tut got the new bed, dad Gustav was looking for his case that whole week. […]
Tales from the Attic 