Dark and light swirled, forever in tandem. Simply existing.
Shorts | Friday February 26th 2021
Shorts | Friday February 19th 2021
Yellow is his colour; warm, bright, beautiful.
Shorts | Friday February 12th 2021
Hers was an appetite for distraction.
Shorts | Friday February 5th 2021
Are tears just salty soul tea?
Shorts | Friday January 29th 2021
Respectfully, get utterly fucked.
Shorts | Friday January 22nd 2021
Kittens, though.
Shorts | Friday January 15th 2021
In the arms of anyone else he felt entirely alone.
Shorts | Friday January 8th 2021
They called her strange as though it was an insult.
Shorts | Friday January 1st 2021
“Tea time?” … “Tea time.”
Shorts | Friday December 25th 2020
She was all flowers and ferns.
Shorts | Friday December 18th 2020
The road was long but someone had to walk it.
Shorts | Friday December 11th 2020
She finally knew love. It tore her apart.
Shorts | Tuesday November 24th 2020
They were suddenly faced with their own insignificance.
Shorts | Friday November 13th 2020
She refused to waste her life suffocating in stagnancy.
Shorts | Monday November 2nd 2020
Where the rainbow ends is just a matter of perspective.
You are somebody’s pot of gold. Science says so.
Shorts | Monday October 19th 2020
Her sun was setting. She chose to rise.
Shorts | Tuesday October 13th 2020
The stars fell like autumn leaves. The world was ending.
Shorts | Friday October 9th 2020
The frangipannis are no longer bare. Spring is here!
Shorts | Thursday October 8th 2020
Since I’ve starting writing for other people as a day job, my own writing has come to all but a stand still. This is my answer to a stale mind. I call them shorts. They’re basically little pieces of a story told in 10 words or less. I’m not sure how often they’ll make an appearance, but I’m hoping they can help me get back into that good, good writer’s groove.
Enjoy…
She drank her coffee. Then, joy.
