brass monkey

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My stories

Policy

“Could you turn the dark up please? You’re drowning in illumination.”

Mom

Her scent was all that lingered, trapped in his pillow case. He could still smell the sweet citrus her hair had hijacked from an unsuspecting shampoo bottle.

Daddy

Directly in front of him lay 90 degrees of escape routes. Of the 90 degrees, only 1% of that space was occupied. He could jump, walk, skip, hell he could even trip and fall to safety.

Roadblock

There is never time to plan when all hell breaks loose, just time to improvise.