Due process
Marge knew how to purge blood from her soiled clothes, any woman knew, but It had been messy. Had to be… Tim deserved it a million times for what he […]
Category Archives: prosery
Moon and a new patio
Afterwards I remembered neither your eyes nor the colour of your hair. The melody of your voice had merged with the wind. You left with not even a note left […]
Parasitic desire
I get my strength from symbiosis with the roots of trees, decay feeds my veins and my limbs spread as mycorrhiza. I infiltrate,I penetrate. I am your most beloved parasite. […]
Being beast
The brooding dawn was a precursor, we should have listened to the traffic holding its breath, sky a tense diaphragm, throbbing, drenching the newscaster’s voice. We should have prepared but […]
Night Windows
We had worked in silence to gather up our pieces, trying in vain to separate the knick-knacks of our twenty years of failure into separate piles. The worthless ledger of […]
