Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • In to the warm food place, the gloves enter in with the lady.

    The lady places herself on a nice tan leather Frank Gehry chair. Down in the old nabe, the neighbourhood near Chinatown where Gehry grew up in old T.O. Toronto.

    The lady, and she would be me, had not one better thing to do, than eat. The gloves had their own seat. The gloves were keeping an eye on me. The still life was vibrating.

    Dark blue leather purse, faux leopard skin gloves, and while the lady isn't looking, the coat man lays a red-rimmed number on her leopard skin digit stand-ins.

    What does the number mean?

    What is this secret numerology of life?

    What are the messages, when you have an extra set of hands?

    (And the hands are watching you eat....

    (They eyeball that mushroom mille feuille....

    (They want in to that wild peach cobbler....

    (Photo by Susan, October 2012)
    • Share

    Connected stories:


Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.