Monthly Archives: April 2016
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Believing in me as you do, doesn’t it make you feel a bit like I’m some sort of Judas, every time I fail to be as wonderful as you hope me to be? If only I could get even thirty … Continue reading
100 Words: Far-Fetched
They said she was ridiculous, to believe in the thing she believed in. They said men like that, with fire in their eyes, fire in their hands — they didn’t exist. They said she didn’t exist. She knew they were … Continue reading
Missing
“Here,” she said, but only to herself. She put the case down on the tile and lifted the instrument to her chin. Arms lifted in the weirdly familiar, half-awkward box she’d been taught, she drew the rosined bow against the … Continue reading
What You Crave
Don’t ask me to watch you come apart into pieces; if you loved me, at all, you would never want me to do such a thing. If you cared for me even the slightest, you could not imagine me having … Continue reading