Our future (200 words)

We always referred to it as our future, the ever-growing wad of blue-note, stored secretly behind the panel in the wardrobe.

You Know I Lack Technique

Under the avenues you licked me thin, stole my appetite and left nothing but your split peach mouth. Stalking supple vowels in silence I threw rocks at black faced garages, hoped their cry

A Will and a Way.

If you can help someone along the way.
Cherry

The Tired Dancer

The tired dancer resting, took up her brush and created a choreography in paint and collage where her free-moving spirit could meander at will through clovered valleys and stormy hillsides,

Your Secret

A haiku.

Scion - Part 3 - A Favour

Ares leaned back on his chair, his face becoming serious. “I think it’s time we had a little talk.”

High and Low Life

woman trying to manage on her own again.

The Lady With A Secret

Whatever does a bored executive do for kicks?

Love's Labours Lost

Love’s factory is closing down, the beats all seem redundant now,

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