Tag Archives: grief
You’re Too Willful
There is silence between the two, in the bathhouse, the thick steam clinging to them both, making blonde waves damp, making blonde curls tighter. “I’ll stay here in silence with you, but I had assumed you called me here for … Continue reading
You're Too Willful
There is silence between the two, in the bathhouse, the thick steam clinging to them both, making blonde waves damp, making blonde curls tighter. “I’ll stay here in silence with you, but I had assumed you called me here for … Continue reading
whatever ragged scars would be left
It wasn’t the worst moment to come, the night he had to curl up, drugged, beaten, bloody, bearing a strangely youthful wonder for her, as though the past decade hadn’t happened. He was irritated with her, only barely lucid, and … Continue reading
I Understand Perfectly
He couldn’t even swallow; he felt perspiration bead on his forehead and the faintest cool breeze from the open window kissed his skin. It was a gentle thing, not at all like the way the dark-eyed man stared him down. … Continue reading
The Blank Heart Of A Man
It was easy to instill terror and hatred into the blank heart of a man who knew only what love and hope she gave him. Quietly and with tears, she fed his fury as he laid in her arms, remembering … Continue reading