“We had a promise made, four hands and then away” I’ll never forget the gasp my love made, fingers squeezing as my own reciprocated in turn and the joyous, single laugh escaped from my own stunned lips. A monochrome life watched over us from the monitor as we kissed, heartbeat thundering in pulses of black … Continue reading Heartbeats
Oh, the things which chase me. Hound me. Gnash their teeth. Throw roses at them in gratitude, Neitzsche said. All well and good if you are stood at the rim of the abyss staring down. But if you’re down there with them you aren’t much more than dinner with a posh salad. Once upon a … Continue reading Monsters.