Tag Archives: memory
Flashes
All the places she’s searched for him, she’s been alone. All the windows she’s climbed in, no analogue to greet her. All the phone numbers she’s called, there’s been no answer. Billions of other people walking the street and she … Continue reading
Ten Little Chapters
* 1 * The first thing to happen had been a kiss. * 2 * There had been a kiss, and she hadn’t expected it. She may have loved and wanted it, but she had not expected it, and that … Continue reading
Searching
She stands at the edge of a place that is familiar and yet of course it isn’t. The parking garage is tall enough that if she wanted to, it could be over. She stands up there and looks out over … Continue reading
The Girl Who Would See
When she arrives on the landing, she is wearing only one sneaker, and in the pocket of her faded men’s button-down shirt, there is a twenty-dollar bill. “I’m home,” she tells the loft, as she enters, her hand on the … Continue reading