chimera
streaming down her face a meandering crimson river round her high cheekbones: a mountainous onslaught for truce of bloodshed: torrents flood parched lands…
8 stories written on Ficly, 2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
streaming down her face a meandering crimson river round her high cheekbones: a mountainous onslaught for truce of bloodshed: torrents flood parched lands…
I’ve been enlisted into military service recently, which explains the sore lack of writing here. As I move on to my next phase of training, I hope for more…
Wearing the right bra left her in a better state or probably not.
All those niceties, that calm demeanour, that amicable smile that lasts every hour, conceals a congenial reality, a personality - innocent, incognizant of a…
Stoically, silently, stupidly - little time to start a revolution - my heart grinds, as if mechanically. Gears turn - a glorious initiation. Eyelids flutter…
your delicate smile it touches my weary heart; awake two hours more
It lands acutely, absolutely. An albatross over a white ocean, wandering, wondering, nearer the horizon, eventually exhausted, exasperated. It is devoid of…
I met a stranger on digital lands. I did not know him, nor did he know me. Death, he met in reality. I did not know death, nor did Death know me. And, with…