She closes her eyes, and for a second, she’s a butterfly dancing on the nose of a hungry dog. She’s a kid leaping into her father’s arms greedy for his embrace, and when he gives it to her, she squeals and kisses his neck as he lifts her high onto his shoulders so she’s a… Read more

Towel drying her hair, she sticks her head out the window looking down at the cats on the street below. Meowing at her sudden appearance, they raise their paws making strange cat noises. Sounds like they’re saying hellowoowooowoowoowoo. Saying it back as if howling at the unseen moon- of which she can still faintly smell-… Read more

When she gets in the shower, she opens her mouth and collects the beads of hot water that fall from above. Picturing herself as a hippo, she giggles as she rinses away the taste of wine then stands there as the water dances upon her oily face. When she pours shampoo into her hand and… Read more

For a second, she sways before the open window feeling the memory of his face with tingling fingers until those features of his begin to glow. They pinch her skin and lick her nose, and although she wants to pull away, the feel of his lips on her flesh and the warm sting of his… Read more

In the doorway of her apartment, X shivers. She can’t put her finger on it, but she senses something’s wrong. Well, not wrong exactly, but there’s been a change. It’s in the air, and deeper than that, she feels it in her bones. Sniffing, she can make out the smell of wet fur. Wet fur… Read more

  The nausea snakes its way up my oesophagus bringing with it a pain that clusters behind my eyes for several seconds temporarily turning me blind. Scurrying around in the dark, I try clawing my way to safety with no success. Dry retching as the foxes lick their lips, I dig my fingers into the… Read more

The moon swells above me. Pink then red it bleeds into the sky, obscuring the stars that hang beyond. There’s a churning in my belly. Could be nerves but feels different somehow. Rubbing my hand over this dirty flesh of mine, I gulp down a lungful of air as if it were wine as the… Read more

Raising their snouts up, them with their bushy tails snarl and scream as I surf their golden wave. Them with their sharp white teeth covering the ground like a blanket as more and more of their whiskered kin appear from the undergrowth. There are dozens, perhaps hundreds of them now, and as the clouds part… Read more

The magic carpet of foxes takes me further into the heart of the woods. Further away from all that I once knew, and further from a future I want no part of. Such a thing makes me flash my teeth and grin just like them. Them that bark and salivate as my fingers clutch handfuls… Read more

The fox turns its head and looks at me as I’m running close behind. A flash of lightning dances upon its bared teeth and then comes a roar of thunder followed by the sound of cracking wood and the smell of burning. Kicking off my shoes, the branches of the trees reach out and strip… Read more