She’s bloody well late again.
Continue reading “A Glimpse Forward. (Week 26: Fiction)” →
A leaf lay still on a riverbank. The waters that brought her there had frozen, encasing her brown body in what seemed to be a glass casket. Continue reading “Marie. (Week 25: Fiction)” →
I slid open the balcony door.
The midnight breeze swept into my room, bringing along with it the post-storm scent of petrichor. Continue reading “Deadlines. (Week 21: Fiction)” →
Sunlight races earthbound, navigating past naked branches and wooden skeletons. Continue reading “Release. (Week 19: Fiction)” →
Little breath left her bloodied lips as she stood amongst the field of bones. Continue reading “Control. (Week 18: Fiction)” →
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