(Day 47) Mental Liquidation
“Thank you,” I say as I stand smoothly out of my chair. The weight of ceiling starts to make the structure we’re in groan as I bring my attention upwards. I…
Solitary Man
As Tom and his son, Johnny, walked purposefuly down the street, they were struck by the odd site of a solitary man walking into town. Johnny stared wide eyed…
A Veranda With A View
I can hear the clatter and clanking of glass jars, tin rings, kettles, slamming ovens and busy women coming from behind the back door. They’re all there…
The Rose Cottage
Malthus waited in his room until someone needed his expertise. It was a cold and lonely existence for Malthus. Malthus wasn’t his real name, in fact he wasn’t…
Anticipation of Bad News
It had seemed a wonderful day to be an art student in London. The rain that had drenched them while stumbling home from a club the night before had blown away…
Solo
The long room was entirely devoid of colour, yet the space was filled with sounds. The quiet, intermittent tock of a blind rattling in its rails with the ebb…
Four walls
There’s a kind of slow crumbling, where pieces of a life are snipped off, like the limbs of a bonsai by an overzealous gardener. Where the world turns to city…
Mrs. Peacock Gets Rocked/It Was Plum (pt. 2 of 2)
The sunlight had long since vanished by the time Mrs. Peacock awoke to find herself struggling to remember where she was. The room she had grown accustom to…
Chronicles Of Millie and Me Chapter 6
November 1989 “Demetri your cousins and Aunt are coming to visit today. Look at the state of this room. It’s a mess clean it up right now. ” “Aww, but Mum I…
His room.
A soft yellow glow radiating from a single light on a broken shelf filled the room, the shelf perfectly complementing the rest of the run down furniture…
Wandering Eyes
A stare is aloft, Soft like the air, In silence it walks Atop who talks To me-- those who care, Who have my ear, But not my eyes-- They wander to where I’d…
My Room Suffocates Me
My room suffocates me. The earrings he gave me are stuck to my wall. The picture of us is glued to my dresser. A card that expresses his love haunts next to…
The Room from Hell
“Mr. Vince it’s medication time.” A nurse with a squeaky voice spoke. The door creaked open to a dark room; Nurse Marie flicked on the light. Only to see Mr…
Graveyard
Footfalls, raindrops. Dark wood, weathered and smooth, the shadows of a thousand fingerprints buried within. Deep, soft carpet- depressions left from furniture…
Graveyard
Footfalls, raindrops. Dark wood, weathered and smooth, the shadows of a thousand fingerprints buried within. Deep, soft carpet- depressions left from furniture…
The Mail Room
The average office job required the intelligence to work a copy machine and pour coffee--and sometimes being able to turn on the computer to check account…
Sightless
The room was pitch black, but the cold metal on the table was definitely a gun. The voice was also definitely a voice, clear and soft on some invisible…
Just Need An Escape
I lie down on my bed and breathe slowly. I close my eyes, squeezing them shut for a moment because they are sore. My cat meows as she curls up in the crook of…
The Room
Time moves differently in the Room. Some think it’s the Process itself that’s to blame, like it moves you at the speed of light or something. Other people have…
Ghost Story
When I wake up, she’s sitting on the edge of the bed. Same short skirt and fuck me pumps. Same black eye and trickle of blood. Same look of resigned defeat…