Dear You. . .

“Dear You” is a set of short stories written to a close friend about odd adventures had by Frinser Depew.

Concerning My Position

To Whom It May Concern, (that’s you Rog)    I’d like to take the time to say that working with you has been an utter hell hole. Sure, you gave me the freedom to use my skills for good, but what’s the good in good if I don’t feel good doing it? Are you following along?…

The Empty Promise of Anything

I just wanted you to know that there isn’t anything impossible. Besides the occasional impossible task, or the somewhat impossible ability to touch your elbow with your tongue. What I’m trying to say, is that when you dream you desire to attain the currently unattained. Through your desire, and the gumption to start something new,…

Thinking During the Gray

The day before yesterday I had a dream, One that left me longing for an old stream. On that longing I did there sit, Just to relax, and somewhat have a fit. You see, that was the day I had set aside, To let my sailboat on the water, glide. I was supposed to sail…

Contradictions & Cat Pendants

“Life is a contradiction you know that?” Merik asks, staring into the void darkness. Pierce waits for the answer silently. “When you find the one you love, you end up losing yourself. And when you lose them, you find yourself again,” he leans forward on his knees, “The way to tell if the love was…

The Art of Loathing.

“Something odd struck my mind as I applied my lip gloss the other day,” she confesses, “What if everything I believe is a lie? I encourage you to never go down a path that leads you to question your very existence. Unless, that is, you have an unquenchable need for self-loathing.” “I find myself doing…

A Tense Situation

Finding yourself in a tense situation is easy once you know where you want to be.