we all play many, interchanging them without

realizing it: sexy and beautiful on

Instagram, philosophical on Facebook, witty on

Twitter. then, we become something different in

various forums, boards, and chatrooms.


in one forum, it’s the well-read educated person; in another, someone

horny and kinky.

“life’s a stage,” the Bard said. sadly, we’re not

actors in a grandiloquent, brilliant tragedy; hell, not even a satire

written by an ancient master.


we play in a farce, the whole world’s turned into a global

melodrama with no merit; we’re living in John’s

hallucinations, when he thought Patmos was

the back of an unspeakable hibernating beast.



George Gad Economou


Currently residing in Greece, George Gad Economou holds a Master’s degree in Philosophy of Science and supports his writing by doing freelance jobs whenever he can get them. Has published a novella, Letters to S. (Storylandia) and a poetry collection, Bourbon Bottles and Broken Beds (Adelaide Books). His drunken words have appeared in various literary magazines and outlets, such as Spillwords Press, Ariel Chart, Fixator Press, Piker’s Press, The Edge of Humanity Magazine, The Rye Whiskey Review, and Modern Drunkard Magazine. 


  1. Well done, George. You hit true. We see Theda Bara and Rudolph Valentino around every corner, and sometimes, right in front of us.

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