I’m a collector of last words. The first last words I collected in my career itched under my young dog collar: “Fuck your white god. If he.” Death interrupted the man. Closed his life with that final full stop. He had seen it in the way my feet counted steps when I walked in that […]
Angela snapped wide awake. For a few seconds she just lay there with her eyes open, staring at the dirty ceiling. Everything was wrong. It was a strange room, with strange, sweaty smells; strange, dirty walls with tiny bloody pockmarks where mosquitoes had been squished. Beneath her was a strange, wafer-thin mattress through […]
The rain fell hard against the windscreen of the Peugeot. It hammered the glass in an incessant rap and the sound it made seemed like it was trying to get his attention. He was seated behind the wheel, staring out into the rain but not seeing past his thoughts. He wandered in them the way […]
My home has graves. Graves inscribed with summaries and similar surnames that say nothing: GRAVES. Graves of memories of lives once lived. Graves of pains never spoken. Graves of absence. Pass it On!
His eyes are shut tight. He’s breathing hard, fast, panting like a dog. Sweat is trickling down the sides of his face. He’s mumbling something but I can’t quite get the words. It’s about to happen. I keep stroking. His manhood gripped tightly in my hands. And finally, I feel the warm thick fluid pour […]
I think I was eight the day I died. I didn’t even have hair beyond my head, and a single strand that had started growing right above my right nipple. That was it. I still sounded like a small girl, and my sister swore I had a lisp.I never caught it. I never heard it. […]