Monthly Archives: November 2014
What If
“You set?” His too-blue eyes watched her, then looked away before she could catch his gaze. Before she could see. She had nodded, but then her eyes were searching his face. Why won’t you look at me? What the fuck … Continue reading
The Nowhere
The place was all at once a still, crescent-shaped pool beneath a massive gold-leafed willow, a dusty store with shelves and racks and closets overflowing with every item imaginable, a set of impossibly tall, echoing hallways paved in intricate marble … Continue reading
Depression: The Motherland
You think you know what it is to be in the black hole under the paws of the black dog surrounded by and suffocating from a black heart because you have been there. You say you have been there. I … Continue reading
Bringing Her Back
“Put it down,” she said, and I could see her pulse in her throat. “Put it down before you hurt someone.” “Fuck off,” I said conversationally. “I’m here to hurt someone.” “I don’t want to get involved,” she murmured, her … Continue reading
The Autumn Queen No. 8 – Tattoo
This is #8 of The Autumn Queen. To start at the beginning, go here. PREVIOUS * * * When my brother and I came to breathe, as was tradition to noble births, before we were separated from our mother, … Continue reading