Your first memory of him is of his blue-grey eyes – eyes that made you wonder if he was the son of Night herself. One part mystery,…… Read more “Falling Down a Rabbithole”
Category: Love
Fire
These rusted daggers in my back were a weight I’d ceased to notice. Rivulets of blood had dried on cracked skin, unwashed for an eternity. I flinched…… Read more “Fire”
The Brass Ring
Am I too old for this, I wonder, simultaneously apprehensive and excited. It is my first time on a carousel, and I’m perhaps the only adult on…… Read more “The Brass Ring”
Don’t Stop Speaking
Don’t stop speaking. You have a way of peering into me, as if your gaze does not merely cross the pretend barrier my glasses have built, but…… Read more “Don’t Stop Speaking”
Zombie | #AtoZChallenge
You are recounting more tales of your philandering. I stop listening after story number three. You are oblivious to the fact that I am hurting. That I…… Read more “Zombie | #AtoZChallenge”