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Searching the faces of those that moved about her, it seemed as if time were somehow slowing down, for the limbs and voices that had been in constant motion were beginning to lose their zest. As a cool breeze blew her locks of hair this way and that, they spilled before her eyes, and as Read more
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In a crowd of laughing children clutching the strings of shiny, bouncing balloons, I searched the faces rolling in from every direction. The lights from the rides flashed upon them revealing smiles of different shapes and sizes, and yet none of them touched me in a way I wished they would. With the beat of Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: by Nitin Lalit Murali I called my father today and told him that his death will give me closure. “Why don’t you jump off the balcony while I’m talking to you? You’ll do us all a favor,” I said, seething with rage. Echoes of abuse never become whispers; the… Read more
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Originally posted on Morbid Corvid: The heavy rain outside becomes mere mist. There’s a strong pulse of music in the night and it throbs through to the wet bones of the lonely earth. Through the feet of the intoxicated, curly-haired dancer-women in their woven huaraches who can feel ovals of dirt invading their shoes and… Read more
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X approached the fairground much the same as she’d done the night before. Only a single day had passed, yet to her, it felt like a lifetime. As the animals moved between the oblivious faces going back and forth between the numerous rides and food stalls, she clutched a tired Bertie who gave a muffled Read more
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Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Collective: by Jimmi Campkin I remember she once told me; the funny thing about endings is that they never happen. ?By the time you reach it, you’re already past it. Likewise we can never experience tomorrow, it is always just out of arms reach. ?She was always saying stuff like… Read more
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The sun began its slow descent, and the moon soon shone in its place. All around me there were people. They made their people noises, but I didn’t take any notice. What I saw was the Ferris wheel, and what I felt were the numerous versions of myself aligning after so many years of being Read more
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Running barefooted down the dusty track, X held onto a bemused looking Bertie as tight as she could. He was trying to meow his secrets to her but was far too tired after his long trip from the apartment block where they lived. It was okay though, for all about them the other cats were Read more
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A.R. Minhas She pours the nicotine on the head A bed of spirals Naked feet strawberries between your toes. Jam! My heart bursts with love It you could only smoke that tail-pipe. Exhale a statue of smoke her breasts are large Filled with unrepentant milk Her thighs shut my face between a mask of bronze. Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 