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He woke up to the news that she had jumped from her flat on the seventh floor in a central location of their nation. She was gone. What else was gone was an emotion -- there was a notable lack of anguish surging from him; no tears and no externalization of the breaking of his [...]

Yellow Chair: MINISTRY OF MORAL PANIC

MINISTRY OF MORAL PANIC is an innocent-looking book; packed within its pages are seemingly explosive weapons filled to the brim with gun powder. Do we say phrases like 'filled to the brim with gun powder'? Is that sentence correctly constructed? I don't know. But what I do know is that the debut collection of Amanda [...]

Photo Challenge: Transformation

via Photo Challenge: Transformation THIS IS MY CONTEMPORARY TRANSFORMATION It really hurts. I can feel it inside of me, moving around, wriggling coldly, not bothering to meld into the warm organs of mine. I hear it crying out, ready to wrench its wings out of its own back. The feathers make their way up my [...]

Our Afternoon

The hanger rotates, its steel hook glistening in the sweat of the afternoon. The sunshine makes a sound on the plastic, a sound we cannot hear. The hanger rotates, its steel hook glistening in the sweat of the afternoon. The sunshine makes a sound on the plastic, a sound we cannot hear. Mom is arguing with [...]

There is this Golden Sunshine

THERE IS THIS GOLDEN SUNSHINE There is this golden sunshine. The light that slowly filters in and pours into your room and fills it with a magical, fairy-like light, that makes you cringe in bed and toss-and-turn under a navy duvet  until your limbs find it within themselves to wake up and face the cold [...]