Flash Fiction & Poetry
Posts tagged justthebeginning
cobblestones
Feb 12th
Nighttime has settled around us and the cool air is just humid enough to poke through our clothing. But we are warm anyway, basking in the sweetened glow of each others’ smiling faces. Your bleach-blond hair reflects the light dancing forth from ancient streetlights while wisps of wind find their More >
its not desecration its vandalism
Jan 28th
It is either very late in the evening or very early in the morning, but likely the latter. Regardless, the dim light eeking in from around the edges of the window shade diffuses through the room in that way only dusk or dawn can explain. “Things” are consequently difficult to More >
