Tag Archives: fiction
The Old Apartment
When I walk into her rooms, they’re a wreck. I should have known it would be, but I’m still somewhat surprised by the level of filth that always managed to accumulate, and the way she lived in it, without caring. … Continue reading
She Wanted Me To Tell You
His name is Thomas and it is always Thomas unless it isn’t and unless it is something else entirely something that has always been a backandforth about clarity and light, with starry eyes. He knows this, as fiercely as he … Continue reading
Last Note
* * * Heart in her throat, she sat on the back of the couch and kept her arms wrapped around the guitar. She had been playing, aching for hours now, callused fingers against fret and string, breath caught, muscles … Continue reading
The Autumn Queen No. 3 – Unending Night
This is #3 of The Autumn Queen. If you want to start from the beginning, go here. PREVIOUS * * * There had been songs of the sun for as long as I could remember. Epics about the shining light of the sky … Continue reading
Deliver A Message
He’s not sure how long she’ll be gone, but he’s gone to her apartment, to look for her, and there’s no sign. Dutifully, he lets himself in and waters the plants, dusts things, picks up the mail and newspapers, makes … Continue reading