Friday, November 26, 2010

Terminally Ill

The fight was a cruel one, but they fought hard and tirelessly. And within a month, each of them had terminated relations with that one thing that had held their family together.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Lamp Light

His words were reverberating in her head like laughter in an empty room.

"Be careful what you wish for..."

And all around everybody seemed to be smiling away, smiling at everyone and everything but her. In this place, she thought she'd get by on a smile, that people would be warm to her because of her lovely face. But her fair skin paled a sickly gray as the locals moved graciously, luminescent, comfortable in their beautiful skin.

She opened her mouth to speak but realized how useless her words were in this place of boundless beauty. The infinite pale had made her taciturn. When the shroud of darkness fell like a mosquito net over the watery city, she crawled beneath a street lamp and begged the invisible for dreamless sleep.

Tuesday, November 23, 2010

The lines run deep into his face like rivulets that pour into his stock white mustache, locking his mouth in a parenthesis of resounding laugh lines.

He's tired of dreaming other people's dreams. He's tired of pulling the darkness from the sky at the crack of dawn so that the ungrateful can crawl from their comfortable beds. He's tired of bringing the sun to half-mast at noon and putting the clouds up for the one's who complain about the sunshine. And then tired again of building up the soft moonlight so that young lovers can be inappropriate on city park benches.

He seems smiling, even when he's not, perhaps that's why they take advantage of him.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Kink Unlimited

He stared down at her bright red stillettos; 8 inches of bloody murky heel - dangerous enough to spear your heart right through.  Her gorgeous legs quivered from the unwarranted attention. With shoes so sexy, who needs a pretty face, she thought.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Love, in dishonest times

He flicked an invisible switch and the ceiling over their heads disappeared without a whisper. Starlight beamed gently into the room, bathing it in shades of ethereal blue. The moon shone pale, dishonest with secrets that it tried to hide. As she looked up, a shooting star darted across the black ink sky. She placed her hands firmly in her lap and began to twiddle her thumbs, it was all she could do to keep her hands off him.