Tagged relationships

Miracle

It was a pale day. Our bedroom curtains flung wide; still, the furniture looked half-hearted. I sat up in bed, …

Falling to Bits

I masturbated mindlessly to the violence on the screen. It was a report of some tragic bombings somewhere far away …

Her Favorite Colors

You can probably picture the little nowhere town of Westfield, New Hampshire, with its trailer parks, abandoned factories and half-empty …

Synaesthesia

Kathryn’s eyes made little plops as she dropped them, one by one, into the toilet. They sank to the bottom …

Saxy Beast

He left early – packed while she was at work, as agreed; moved boxes to an unknown locale. She pretended …

Aromatics

In your knee-high, tri-stripe socks,
you are the feather-haired object of my broken heart.

I have loved you
since …

Lovestruck

+ I.

 

Maryborough. What would Twain say? I ask. It’s a station with a town attached. Ignition off, you …

The Poet’s Progress

Declan expects Byron Appleby to be a middle-aged, rumpled Englishman wearing worn cords, a hairy tweed jacket and smelling of …

Her Death About

I could tell how she needed you,
though I was never sure about me;
we needed her.
Boyfriend, best friend:…