~~TW for death and mental health things~~ She reached for her drink and reseated herself – her thigh now just barely touching his. She handed him a Kleenex. “Thank you.” The young man wiped the blood from his nose, and attempted, in vain, to dab the red from his sheets. He had … Read more
A swirl of darkness hung over her head as she lay against the cave walls, wispy clouds forming around the tips of her fingers. The way it danced around her hands was utterly mesmerizing, leaving her in a deep trance as she swayed through them, despite the fear that threatened to consume her whole. Melting … Read more
Reader’s Note: The preview omits paragraph breaks and is rather unflattering to poetry. Enjoy. Beneath the glow of Luna full The leaves turned silver, pale. My wife and I took nighttime stroll ‘Round silent park’s curved trail. ‘Twas early autumn I recall; The air a chilly bite. Enjoying earthy smells of fall, We … Read more
Ethel Pilkington was a disaster. No, that’s not fair. The potential for disaster clung to Ethel like cheap body spray. She was clumsy, forgetful and impractical. Six foot tall and lean as a Conservative public spending budget, she contained neither a superfluous ounce nor a milligram of common sense. Exceptionally well-read, she could tell you … Read more