Among the stores we frequented most was a place named Judy’s. It sold the best wine, and by best, I mean cheapest. They also had a wide range of snacks, and some healthy shit too, but I wouldn’t know much about that. Meeko had perused that particular aisle when she was going through her vegan… Read more

The sound of wind chimes made way for the sound of traffic lights, and as I stood there with the taste of Meeko on my lips, I had the urge to buy myself some toffee. Toffee for me, and blueberry muffins for her. And some wine, for life always tasted better with wine. The street… Read more

She should’ve been in work today but called in sick on account of having toothache. A lie if ever there was one. She has perfect teeth, which is strange considering all the sugary food she eats, and she never seems to put on weight either. She never stops eating. I often wake in the middle… Read more

It’s been a few years since they fired her for eating that stolen chocolate éclair. She works in a coffee shop now someplace downtown. She hasn’t learnt from her mistakes though, as I know for a fact that when she’s hungry, she takes the freshly cooked muffins they make and secretly eats them in the… Read more

She goes by the name of Meeko these days. Has done so for a while. I guess it’s understandable considering her mother’s Japanese. Not that I’ve ever met her mother, that is. I’m not sure why she chose herself that particular name. I’ve asked several times, but she never replies, just makes these strange animal… Read more

As their lips met, Herbie poked his head out from the pocket of X’s dress. The animals moving about them were no longer animals but glowing orbs, and behind what had been their animal faces, he saw them for who and what they really were. He didn’t have an answer—he was just a hamster after… Read more

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