They Do Anything in You Rope
THE MUSIC WAS SO LOUD that a man at one of the regular tables outside the club thought…
Love
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II. The Dead (vso)
It was midday but the clouds were gray and not threatening. The breeze caressed his parched skin in…
Making Up Stories: A Short Story
— It’s a long story. You wouldn’t find it interesting. You see, he was going to tell her…
gravels taste like stone
Gravels taste like stone Hot air Threading along the crooked path — my veins run deeper than sighs…
The Sweet Things of the Earth
“She’s gone now. she’s gone now.” He said the words with an annoying kind of devotion. I felt…