Monthly Archives: March 2014
This is what it's like to fall in love
Bullets tore through the air, lighting up the dark as though punching through so fiercely it bled fire. He could hear guitar, hear her playing, somewhere on an endless loop; it was designed to make him falter, make him wonder. … Continue reading
This is what it’s like to fall in love
Bullets tore through the air, lighting up the dark as though punching through so fiercely it bled fire. He could hear guitar, hear her playing, somewhere on an endless loop; it was designed to make him falter, make him wonder. … Continue reading
Heat
Each step, each pull, each inch higher was a drumbeat, a rhythm heard in the pounding of her blood inside her head. Lightheaded, she moved in dizzy tremblings, higher and higher, no longer looking down, no longer caring how far … Continue reading
Bottom of the bottle
I think of what you must be doing right now. You, who opened up the bottle. You, who crawled in with me. You, who poured us out over and over. You who drank me. You who lit my cigarette. You … Continue reading
Slip
He feels hollow, imperfect this place inside him that isn’t there anymore, but the outside never was. He doesn’t have all the things he needs to feel whole, but he doesn’t have anything else to make the best of it. … Continue reading