In Atlanta, it's always twelve noon, so hot your lungs feel sticky with the humidity and your limbs are too heavy to move ( Read more... )

messages to your answering machine
part one

Hi, you ( Read more... )

( would it be the best day of your life? )

( i don't know if i'll get there in time )

( we sit in stoicism )

When you enter the front door, you're in the foyer. It, like most of the house, is sparkling white and ergonomically decorated. There's a pale bluish rug on top of the white carpeting, and a warped gray glass table pressed to the wall to your left. It carries a vase of white flowers, a bowl for keys, and a small chrome lamp to augment the light ( Read more... )

( baby, i think i'm gonna run away )

( what's a seven letter word for 'leaves'? )

( we've got to stop meeting like this )

Title: Ad Infinitum
Fandom: original fiction: realism
Genres: angst
Characters: Jill, John, the translator, Adam

( she isn't sure if she ever will )