Can you fly, Bobby?
His voice was so fucking calm. Just a layer of false sympathy. It had to be false.
Tag Archives: 06/09/2015
A Brutal Sight
From his vantage point it looked like starlings swarming as they prepared to roost, all of them with a destination yet the mass seeming to pause and sway at random.
Can you fly, Bobby?
His voice was so fucking calm. Just a layer of false sympathy. It had to be false.
Stunt
He was going to make it!
The Way Home
From my office window I search for the way home.
The Rush
All I’d thought about when I was standing up there on the roof was the hard steel of the pavement and what it would do to my face.
Black and White Pinwheels
Matty traced the curve of her stomach in the air in front of him and then repeated the movement on the paper. He had fallen in love with the beauty of the human body a long time ago.