by Henry Amsterdam | Feb 27, 2022 | All Categories, Stories
Perfect Day Some days you can wake up and everything is perfect. You get out of bed, without any hesitation, stick your head through the gap in the blinds and take in the view. The sun, kids playing, their shadows dancing on the pavement, some of their mothers...
by Henry Amsterdam | Oct 26, 2020 | All Categories, Stories
A very Short Story The leaves have begun to fall today. Or perhaps I have begun to notice the falling leaves today. The sky is gray. The sky is gray and I have begun to notice, that the leaves are falling. I nod at the seventy-year old man sweeping his porch. “So...
by Henry Amsterdam | Jul 1, 2018 | All Categories, Stories
Two years ago, toward the end of summer. I was on my way back from the town-center, with a bottle of Porto wine in my left hand, a pack of cigarettes in my left pocket – As was my usual medication those days. I had self-prescribed it for my depressing fits of boredom....
by Henry Amsterdam | Feb 1, 2015 | All Categories, Stories
“Where are we going and where do we come from? Why do we ask ourselves that question? “ I turned to the person next to me. His hazy eyes were patiently waiting for any response. When he was certain that he had my attention, he smiled, hardly but enough to convince me...
