Author: Michael Murray

  • Le Metro

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    A young couple walk up the street carrying bags of groceries from Le Metro. They’re almost home. Relaxed now, they slip the masks from their faces, letting them hang loosely from their necks. They look at one another and smile so warmly. The sun shining brightly, and all above nothing but a sky of blue.

  • Young

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    Young, beautiful and indifferent, she walks her dog down the empty street in the drizzle, a lit cigarette in her bare, red hand.

  • The life of the peasants is good after Land Reform!

    The life of the peasants is good after Land Reform!

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  • The Children

    The Children

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    Michael Murray
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    The children are all so ridiculously beautiful. There are maybe six of them on the screen, each one perfect, like a painting by a great master. Each one radiant, emitting light. It’s 10:30 in the morning and Rachelle’s sister is about to lead them in a kind of video conferencing play session. The sky so…

  • Heidi Fight

    Heidi Fight

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    Today I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our Miniature Dachshund: ************************************************* Listen Two-Leggers. Heidi know a lot about quarantine. Relax. Not worst thing in world. Dog’s life all quarantine. If want out have to make big scene and bark, and then Two-Legged slave masters put dog on chain so that social distancing is…

  • A crisp Monday morning

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    A crisp Monday morning. Jones abandons our Leggo project and runs to the front window. It’s Ted! Ted works for our landlord– who owns several properties on the street– as a kind of handy man. He salts the sidewalks, moves garbage bins from one spot to another, waters bushes, and generally makes himself present and…

  • College girls

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    College girls doing kart wheels in front of our apartment, alive and happy in their bodies, the sun shining down upon them.

  • Virus

    Virus

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    The information is paralyzing. For every theory or argument you hear, you can find a counter-factual thread that sounds entirely convincing. You might think that since most people won’t be exhibiting symptoms, let alone die, that you will walk through this invisible panic without any problem. You might be right, but it would go contrary…

  • Sticks

    Sticks

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    Sticks play a large part in most days. Today is one such day. The kids are schooling in a little patch of trees, each one grabbing a stick and becoming something fierce in the world. Jones’ stick must be at least six feet long, maybe more. The flush of delight on his face a kind…