Tristan rose, unhurriedly, from his kneeling position. He turned, and made his way back to the bathroom. He moved in a confidently, curiously relaxed manner. When he returned to his prior position, facing the mirror, he brought his hand up and regarded the object pinched between his fingers. It was several inches long, made of […]
Month: January 2018
Open Heart Fragmentation (XVIII)
As if struck by an intense arctic chill, time slowed to a desperate crawl, with each nanosecond feeling like prolonged seconds, or excruciatingly exaggerated minutes. The curious, planet like orb, slowly descended through the stale air of the bathroom. It floated towards the counter with the speed of a slowly descending soap bubble. The black […]
Postcards
All of those deep, sobbing, regrets, every cringe, and internal unsettling, felt, when trying to kiss, someone else, as passionately as I kissed you; while you’re selfish-stuck with your vapid substitute, each, and every, excruciating second, sparks of memory, should remind you of what a truly amazing person, partner, lover, could be, and how incredibly […]
Open/Closed
Hold out your hand in front of you, with your palm facing the ceiling. (Yes, please, play along.) Place into the center of your palm, an object that would rest there comfortably, and provide little strain. (Examples of such items may include a coin, pebble, paperclip, bottle cap, key, playing card, letter, small roll of tape, […]
Edahs eht ni ecalp A
Everyone seems to want their place in the sun. They crave the warmth of the rays. They want to bask in the glow, feel that they are the ones in the spotlight, that the heat from a far off star, heats their body, pulses, and radiates, just for them. Everyone wants to be a star. […]
Open Heart Anguish (XVII)
“You followed me?” she stammered. His answer was devoid of emotion. “That’s correct, I did follow you.” “You can’t be serious. This must be a joke.” “If I was acting a prankster, and my admission of tailing you when you left the house but a simple, roguish trick, this entire scene would be far more […]