It’s peak hour and the highway is crawling bumper to bumper, and at the mercy of traffic lights they sit… Read more When Traffic is Made To Stop.
When you love your job… just not the rest of the package.
That moment when the world is silenced…
Dark’s fingers creep like ghosts that linger. They envelop the skin, infiltrate the bloodstream, to smother the last embers of… Read more Cocoon of Corridors
‘Don’t. You. Dare.’
Silence has a scent…
‘Eating meat this year, Jen?’ ‘Your sister’s name is Jenny.’ Mum wiped palms upon her apron, following Dad’s swagger from the… Read more Functioning at a Dysfunctional Function
“STOP THE CAR,” she screamed from windpipes that rarely whimpered past a librarian’s whisper. “But -“ “I said, Stop.” With a mobile phone… Read more Pizza Rain Parade
“Here, try one.”
I’ve tried to: Tickle it Tease it Toss it Beg it Curse it