Fishy Work to Do
Floating in the middle of the kitchen, just below eye level, Martin puckered and blinked his bulging eyes. Swirls of water lolled about him, aqueous satellites…
Tiny Janitor, Big Mess
Thank God she’s gone, and that she took that stupid mutt with her. The crowd was finally starting to disperse as folks wandered back to their homes. They…
Room 203
The woman burst into the room, doors swinging violently but silently on their practical and well oiled hinges. Her eyes bled mascara in small traceable rivers…
A tangled mess
The sky is blue I want it to be mauve Thoughts are in a mess But I think they can be sorted The coffee is hot I want it to be cold The wind is cool I want it…
One under
Not again! As I come around a bend, I see a blur, that same familiar blur I always see, and let go of the controls. The emergency brake kicks in with a hiss…