The Lighter
She watches the blue at the root of the flame.
Stories & Poems - page 2
- dark 23
- eerie 37
- grounded 133
- intimacy 65
- kith-kin 66
- melancholy 67
- poetry 43
- solitude 123
- speculative 98
- tension 69
- wit 81
I gave some old stories a little love and polish. Find them here. They are my personal favourites.
Deconstruction
The box says forty-two pieces. I’ve counted three times
The Final Meal
The room is cold. A hospital cold that lives in the walls.
The Last Mercy
Three flowers, a knife, and the burden of knowing what mercy costs.
Free-Fall Forward
She whispered it aloud. Her voice. Lower, gruffer.
The Voicemail
Forever now. Somehow that made it matter less.
Red Dot
Mirror. Signal. Breathe.
The Acknowledgement
Between panes of glass, choice slips away.
Calum in the Forest
Every shot taken draws the forest closer.
Fancy Meeting You Here
Vanilla musk. She never changes.
Haley Alone
Nothing but a trail of broken bone and rotten flesh.