A Bug’s Death
Standing, staring into the cold, white interior of the bath. A crane fly is caught in the trickle of the tap, helpless. One wing lifeless, the other madly flapping to no avail. For a...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
Standing, staring into the cold, white interior of the bath. A crane fly is caught in the trickle of the tap, helpless. One wing lifeless, the other madly flapping to no avail. For a...
Turn off the television Pull closed the curtains Let their fabric touch Make the lights low Go ahead, and run a bath Then select a sharp razor Now it would be prudent To forgo...