Ursula’s light was usually on before anyone else’s at home. She woke early and bathed earlier than her parents, her two younger brothers, the neighbors. The glow of her windows held out as two white blots on a dark screen. Through the thick ambiance of dawn it remained that way, hours before anyone else woke … Continue reading The Biology of Affection
Before you read this, I think uhm, its important? that you actually read the entire series. Follow these links to do so. Part 1: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Light Part 2: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Darkness Part 3: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Myth of Plato’s Cave Hello guys! Yet another 3 part series comes to an end and again, I … Continue reading Here’s All You Need To Understand An Ephemeral Twilight.
This is the last of the Ephemeral Twilight Series. You can read part 1 there: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Light and part 2, here: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Darkness For Disappointment, like a lover on her period. Penny lived in a gated community at Spintex, hidden at the sides of a long stretch of dirt road. It bore … Continue reading An Ephemeral Twilight: The Myth of Plato’s Cave
This is Part 2 of a short story I posted on here a week ago. Click on this link to read it: An Ephemeral Twilight: The Light He woke up naked in the sand, the squint of his eyelids slowly drawing his vision into focus. It was morning, dawn. He could tell from the grey darkness … Continue reading An Ephemeral Twilight: The Darkness
The drizzle blinded his windscreen, the frantic movement of the cars wipers doing little to help him see the uneven undulation of dirt road in front. Directing the wheel with one hand, he used the other to scroll through his phone for her number, the cars Bluetooth picked up the call. Outside, the rain fell … Continue reading An Ephemeral Twilight: The Light
You people just want to kill me. Another, by Charisi of the Hitlerkiss. She's amazing. Reassure us. Break, then change us from grotesque shadows of our former selves. Strain and watch the process with Your Eyes. You let us know of Your presence, that You would not leave us a minute too soon in the … Continue reading Unbroken — Hitlerskiss Blog
It's been a while I did a feature, it's been a while I had a friend. This post resonated so hard. Thank you! Some bonds are forged over time Some bonds are nurtured slowly Then there are bonds made by blood and made stronger by kin. This is the bond of two little boys made … Continue reading Two Little Boys — The Crucible
I checked my Instagram and he had sent me a message, something about warning me since, and how shit had gotten real now or something funny like that. That wasn’t the interesting thing about the message really, he had used the Instagram stories feature, so the message? it was a video, of a room with … Continue reading The Cacophony of Breaking Mirrors; An Open Letter.
He sat beside the window and waved her goodbye. She watched him leave, her head following the boneshaker till the cloud of smoke from its exhaust pipe slowly settled, leaving dust where the rickety bus once stood. In silence, she turned around towards whence she had come; through the ticket office, into a porch, then … Continue reading As You Are: My Husband, My Friend.
So how do I put this? I had a dream we were together, I had a dream you were in bed with me, I had a dream we kissed. It felt new, and sensual and.... ,my heart wrapped itself around yours. It was slow, tinged on an uncertainty, as if, we both knew but didn't … Continue reading Everything Wrong : Everything! With this Magic.
From the wired netting of her window she stared blankly at leaves collectively swaying to their own gentle rhythm. It was that time of day between 5 P.M and 6, where if you were not too caught up in traffic or closing shop or engaged in some activity that demanded a certain degree of your … Continue reading Between the Hours: A Boring Look, at a Tired Existence.
It was 3 a.m., the first time Abena came out of her two-week comma. She was as would be expected completely flustered. So much so, she made one swift motion of her head from left to right, then fell back against the pillow, into a dream state. The second time, it was afternoon. She opened … Continue reading A Deliverance From Torments Transient