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JEREMY TAVARES

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He has no connection to anything going on around him. He is his own man, his own
cell, his own universe, separate, unconnected to, unassociated with, unknown by, all
the galaxies here in the greater universe. Am I being clear? Are you getting my
point? My point is that he had no social-life, but more than that, he did not have
the proclivity for a social-anything.

He was isolated, could only be isolated.
From across the room she saw him, he saw her see him.

Think of all the things you want and know you should not. Think of all the things
that you know you will never have (that you pretend not to want). Think of all the
things that will haunt you when it's too late to get them, when you are too old.

She was a regret walking through this sea of galaxies. She was heartbreak-Moses
walking through this Red Sea of Gossip. She was the Giver of Attention, the
Displayer of Interest. He was a lonely man. In her he could see adventures and
despair, glimpses of hope and a panorama of sadness. I should go, he thought. I
should walk away. I should put the glass of beer down and go out to my car.
And then it was too late.


Jeremy Tavares is 32, born in Jamaica, currently living in Gainesville Florida.
His big dream is of being a prolific enough writer that he can live from writing
alone. His published works (a mix of fiction-genres, and a few essays) may be
found by following these links:

http://home.sprynet.com/~awhit/tavares.htm
http://www.nightsandweekends.com/contributor/?auth=Jeremy+Tavares
http://www.ascentaspirations.ca/My%20Town.htm
http://www.mycarrentals.ws/travelarticle37.html
http://www.whiteprivilege.com/2003/10/30/caribbean-karma/
http://www.suitcasegeneration.com/routetaxis.html
http://www.cautionarytale.com/features/forgotten.htm
http://antithesiscommon.com/Issue3/toc.htm
http://www.mochamemoirs.com/Oct03/dinnerwithcallgirl.htm







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