Short story – Hit The North

Twitch

They imprisoned themselves with desire, settled in with trust, threw away the key with marriage. I am floating directly above them now, laughing at their laboured positions as they fumble in the bed in the corner of the room where I died. Now, they seem to think that children will paper over the cracks ofContinue reading “Twitch”

Flammable

You stain the glass with your leer, your provocation filthy against the pristine window, disinfected and buffed to sparkling transparency. Posed in flammable nylon, you are the supposed epitome of desire; an uunattainable level of glamour mere mortals can only dream of. Vacuous, pert and pretty, you are an airbrushed fantasy, your appeal only lastingContinue reading “Flammable”