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I give you a blank canvas. Place a word, a phrase, a colour. Perhaps it will take life, flight, or death will take us all and remove us from the space by which we destroy our own lives. So will you kill me now or in the moments that follow - just die already.

i'm so glad you came i'm so glad you
remembered to see how we're ending our last
dance together expectant too punctual but
prettier than ever i really believe that this time
it's foreverThey stood first, the moment of recognition stretching between them, waiting for the first expectant touch. Around them only a spacious silence. Their arms ( Read more... )

The window ledge creaked under her weight. Her hands pressed the wood down indenting her hands with the corner. The scene before had transpired and shot through her - left her; she felt nothing. The hum of cars in a hurry pressed in on her temples. The sun beat down through the open window. She watched the families dressed for occasion and dressed ( Read more... )

She stood, clothed in a white dressing gown, in front of the large bay window. One arm was wrapped around her waist the other listlessly playing with the smoking fag. He lay in the bed still asleep, the bed sheets kicked into a rumpled pile at the foot of the double bed. He rolled over and squinted into the morning light cut through the (real) ( Read more... )