"“My poor body, madam, requires it: I am driven on by the flesh; and he must needs go that the devil drives.” Shakespeare, All's Well that Ends Well."
The whirring fan was a triumph of optimism over effectiveness, not a skerrick of breeze cut through the treacly mugginess shrouding my skin. That humidity, redolent of molasses, mango, and frangipani, continually asked: Always the outsider in this fugging hell...
"What angel wakes me from my flow’ry bed? Titania"
Never look back; that's your mantra. It helped loosen the knots binding me to parental beliefs. But, now; fuck you, it's never, ‘just sex.’So it’s a spiteful last longing look over my shoulder, before vanishing into the woods. Lot’s wife glanced...
The early morning sky was streaked with lines of smokey grey and light purplish blues, the sun only just starting to awaken. Traipsing through the garden, almost aimlessly, the ground slightly dewy and wet underfoot, virtue herself silently walked. Well,...
"City woman attends a festival at a ghost town, and finds herself part of a graveyard orgy"
Visible steam rose from a porcelain cup of coffee as Chloe tried to sip at it, burning her tongue in the process. She got her coffee first, while her friend, Sylvia got an iced-mocha-chai-latte with almond milk. Chloe hated when...
"“Water is the mother of the vine, the nurse and fountain of fecundity, the adorner and refresher of the world.” – Charles Mackay"
An act of sporting heroism made for the best day ever. An act of spineless weakness made for the worst day ever.For Jack, his dual-sport motorbike aggressively bouncing over the ruts of an abandoned forestry track deep in the Blue...
“Say it.”“Say what?” Fluttering her long lashes as she took a sip of coffee, she failed in her attempt to look innocent.“Say what you are dying to say … what you dragged me out to this coffee shop to say.”“Oh,...
"Evelyn Claus rings in the New Year in the company of lovely women."
“Oh, Nicholas, you look exhausted this year.”“It’s a labour of love, my dear.”Mrs. Claus rubbed her husband’s knotted shoulders. “Shall we raise your North Pole?” she asked, leaning in to nibble on his earlobe.“You should pack, love. The Arctic and...
The table wobbled sloshing beer from Metallica-T-shirt-guy’s pint onto the cluttered wooden surface. He didn’t care. Grunting, he juddered, face contorted into the strangest grimace like a clown stung by a wasp. He groaned, tensed, then exhaled loudly. The table...
"Something unexpected came with the old house..."
Tap. Tap Tap. I heard it but was trapped in that foggy, disorienting state between sleep and consciousness. A voice inside my head kept urging me to wake up even though my eyelids weighed heavily, fighting me. Finally, they fluttered...
"She's not playing."
I wished that Simon would see me as more than just the boss's daughter. He'd come to work for my dad when I was sixteen, and for the last two years, I'd lusted for him from afar. We'd spent the last...
