Monthly Archives: September 2014
In Remembrance Of
In a past, in a future, in an elsewhen that never maybe shouldn’t ought to have happened. All of these things were his life. Are his life. All of these things have happened. All of these things are someone else’s … Continue reading
All The While
Rich color, stark black and white, photographs upon photographs. The digital files were unscathed from the bitch’s wrath, and he went through them with a keen eye and a trembling hand, looking over each piece meticulously. There, the curve of … Continue reading
none the color he so adored
Smoke-coloured eyes, eyes like jade, like the sky, like a deep forest, a shady pool, an overcast sky. None the color he so adored. He had half a dozen of his favorites with him, their pink smiles and soft skin … Continue reading
Broken Glass
Green eyes are half glassy as he shuts the door, slumping against it, the smell of sex still thick against his skin. The apartment is silent, dark, softly black and lacking warmth — the shadows leech satisfaction and contentment from … Continue reading
The Loneliest Program In The World
Somewhere in the background, his secretary was talking, her voice drowning into the dull hum of shoulds and musts, appointments and responsibilities. On his screen and in the inbox and in the voicemail and at home were a dozen messages … Continue reading