Lies I Found One Tuesday Afternoon
By Cooper King
There were three things I saw that I don't think I'll ever forget. The first, seeing an old woman take off her hat, and a little live baby bird being under there...
Matthew sat in his locked office and prepared to do it again. No one knew. Not even his wife. It was a strange kind of illness, so invisible, but so consuming. He was surprised that it had happened to him. http://www.cooperking.co.uk
I can't help staring at you. At the long scar that works its way down the side of your left leg. You're wearing a red dress and I sit in the dark, huddled with my chin on my knees. Sometimes I think you must be a magic woman because the fire is almost too hot even from my position, and you're no more than an arm's length away. Your clothes should have caught fire by now, but you don't seem bothered by the heat at all. And as you continue to dance around the furnace, closer than anyone else can manage, twirling your red dress so that the flames try to lick the hem, I can only think about your scar.
The giant spider has human skin, flaking like eczema, and its eight legs are like long fingers with three or four extra knuckles.