prologue of a novel I was supposed to finish by now
The sea is large enough to hold the several imaginary super-powered cephalopods I made as a child. It is a dark basin. My skin is pale enough in the moonlight…
contin
5 stories written on Ficly, 2013–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
never ever getting back together
“I just don’t know.” Harry sank deeper into the bean bag chair. “I can’t do it anymore Niall. It’s like the singer part of me died, after -” “- After the whole…
houdini
He groped for the wire. When he was six, he’d tried to make a pencil disappear with a rubber band. It panicked and flew into his thumb instead. It took a week…
on faith
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absent
i imagine that somewhere cynicism and violence still travel in a pair, looking for me