The MJT

Joined April 2021

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Culture. Family. Food. Knitting. Short stories. Photography. Poetry. Queerness. Travel. TV & movies, especially horror.

These are my passions and I can't wait to share them with you.

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The Wisdom of the Owl
Wally was born in the forest, far to the north of the city. He grew up beside his three brothers and under the watchful eye of his mother, but he always felt different from the rest.
By The MJT2 years ago in Fiction
The Things That Live Inside You
I was built up from the ground and into it, with a concrete foundation and beams of good, solid wood. The workman used to stand inside my frame, wearing sleeveless undershirts they’d sweat through by eleven, eating lunches out of tin boxes packed by their wives, smoking cigarettes down to the butt. The good ones were respectful and cleaned up after themselves; the bad ones threw their butts all over. Some of those are still inside me, like bullets. All of those men are dead now. And I’ll be 97 this year.
By The MJT3 years ago in Fiction
One Day I'll See You Again
Her conference had been in Vilnius, and ended on a Friday. Everyone else was heading home so that they had a chance of recuperating from the jetlag before they had to be back in their offices on Monday. Cara had decided, on the recommendation of her therapist, to take a few vacation days and visit some other cities. Her work friends complimented her “adventurous spirit” in a way that made her feel vaguely insulted.
By The MJT3 years ago in Fiction
Birds of a Feather
Martha Glieb pressed a button to finalize the sale, and the clerk slid the transparent plastic box across the marble counter towards her. Martha beheld the shining glory of her very own TranZip. Like a faceless wristwatch, it gleamed with the chrome promise of a new life, one worthy of the decade of dedicated toil it had taken to achieve. She imagined it was the same light that had shone off a Cadillac fender in her grandfather’s day.
By The MJT3 years ago in Fiction
My First Pride
Vulnerable, timid, scared. Still I tried to stand up and stand out, act unafraid, to show my face and celebrate at Pride:
By The MJT3 years ago in Poets

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The Wisdom of the Owl

The Things That Live Inside You

One Day I'll See You Again

Birds of a Feather

My First Pride

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