Entries By Ben Tracy
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fences
The fences below her spread out like so many reminders of the failings in her past: the jobs, the men, the fractured family, shattered hopes, forgotten dreams, misplaced keys, bad hair days, injured pets, lost opportunities.
Posted By Ben Tracy On 01.22.2012 @ 4:54 pm
patent
Patent? What the hell? How was I supposed to come up with a patent? I’d never been creative in my life. It’s why I went into accounting. True, in my heart I was a painter, but you needed talent to do shit like that and I didn’t have a creative cell in my body. And now this? A patent? What was I, an inventor? Not at all…
Posted By Ben Tracy On 11.08.2011 @ 6:54 pm
mist
The mist was thick over the fields of New Earth, and the sun had barely risen over the tips of the grass. The Doctor stepped out onto the ground, shoes slightly wet, and dropped to his knees.
Posted By Ben Tracy On 08.29.2011 @ 3:07 pm
destruction
At the end of the world, when destruction had consumed all that man had built, and saved, and savored, devoured, loved, and grown, there stood a man in the rubble. Wide-brimmed hat on his head, pulled low over his eyes for shade, he chewed on the end of a slowly dying cigarette.
Posted By Ben Tracy On 08.27.2011 @ 8:39 am
umbrella
The umbrella collapsed under the rain. It wasn’t even heavy rain; the umbrella was just old. Old and missing the fervor it had when Grant had first bought in on his first day in Hong Kong. To be honest, he didn’t know if it was rain or merely heavy smog settling over the city.
Posted By Ben Tracy On 08.25.2011 @ 10:41 am
root
Power is the root of all evil, unlike the common saying. Power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. Remember, please, that politics is not about power, but about the people–those people who voted for you and put their trust in you.
Posted By Ben Tracy On 08.01.2011 @ 10:35 pm
