The Pie Shop. Chapter Two. SAM

You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife, even one of those battered old knives with cracked, brown wooden handles they gave you in The Pie Shop when you collected your pie and mash or whatever.
Cherry

Miss Scarlet Always Moves First

In the Stockholm garret I found an incomplete scrimshaw giraffe carved from whalebone. The four legs had been buffed to a dentist's pearlescence, the hooves neat as knives

Portraits

Sitting was an irritant, loathed: my fringe tickled my wrist , my back itched, my shin did too. Minutes were six weeks long, waiting for you to finish the eyebrows

Undisclosed Guilt

A Self Inflicted Sentence By Marina Kauffman A dark shroud veiling the heart A heavy curtain impeding the light. The weight restricting movement A suffocating burden

Ahasuerus (A Play) Act IV

Act IV (Six months later) (Morning) (Liberation)

Caligula’s Blushes

heaven knows i'm...

It Is No Good

It is no good. Right foot is leaning on green, right hand pressed to the red circle left leg straddling the blue Atlantic, left knuckles propped on yellow.

A band new world

The news bulletin on the television had just announced that there were serious skirmishes all over the capital owing the incumbent government's loss of the general election.

Prelude

Sunday Days before they knock the door, open, come in, hello, to check everything. He doesn’t call it hunt, it has another name: The Wheatland.

GIRLS ABOUT TOWN.

Girl talk.

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