She closed her eyes in anticipation of his kiss and then opened them again, not wanting to miss a thing. Every part of her body tingled, so much so that she hopped from one foot to the other in an attempt to contain her excitement. It didn’t work, and as he wrapped his hand around… Read more

Holding her in my arms, she pawed my face as the hum of life on the other side of the veil grew steadily louder. It wouldn’t be long now, and yet our dance showed no sign of diminishing. “Do you think we’ll still be dancing when time catches up with us?” she asked as if… Read more

She too sensed the bubble they existed in was soon coming to an end, and there was no way of knowing how life would be once time caught up with them; perhaps it would be the same as before, perhaps not. “Take hold of Herbie,” she said, and with that, she picked her furry friend… Read more

Wiping her nose on my shirt, she took a peek from my arms with the sweetest of grins, and even though the tears were still flowing down her cheeks, she was as beautiful to me as a cherry tree. “You were a fox,” she said quietly. “I was.” “And me a magpie.” The innocence in… Read more

With the light of the moon reflecting upon the watchful eyes of the animals, my feet carried me towards her as if the ground were made not of asphalt but sparkling white ice. With the cat transferred from her arms to her feet, she subconsciously crossed herself as the onset of tears threatened to get… Read more

She held onto Bertie as tightly as possible. It was almost as though if she didn’t she would somehow float away, which if you think about it wasn’t entirely out of the question. Her eyes were as wide as saucers, and although she was trying not to, she felt herself fighting away the tears. It… Read more

As time momentarily ceased its wicked game, I stood there in the heat of her gaze. Naked. Just bones. Less than bones, a soul squirming before the watchful eye of God. She was still my girl, and I was still her boy, and even though we were older, and our bodies had begun their gradual… Read more

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

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