Late one afternoon a spaceship hovered over Karori Park. Green lights blinked from the sides of the saucer-shaped anomaly, while the upper half glowed with an orange hue.

We’re not going to make it,” fretted Petunia. “This car runs on the smell of an oily rag,” assured Denver. “But the dial’s…”

Silly Season

Over the past weeks, Ben and I have really gotten to know each other. Ever since, we ran into each other at Pet's Love and I found out he was the boy who helped Mrs.

Chernobyl disaster

Elbows bend smoothly, Calves clench boldly, As the smooth satin meets her cheek the round curves of her body are equally matched. The scent of sweet fuchsia tingles on her breast,

Three words easy and simple but could change everything. They're tingling, Prickling on the brow of her lip. She tells it with her eyes every day over and over, But to her lips;

Drip... Drip... Patter on the ground. There's a hole in the seams of your quilt. A fountain from the sky Passing by, you weep. We don't always notice you but we're sorry when you're sad.