Aftertaste

[It’s all in the aftertaste] she thought, with a bitter glance into the near past. It troubled her that there were more nuances to the aftertaste of things made inedible by more than just their size or inability to be cooked. It hurt her sense of logic that more events, interactions and shared experiences had […]

Chain of Events

It was like a bomb exploded in the street right outside the bar and one person was thrown through the front door. Several people had their mouths open at the exact moment that Neville Bunton flew through the front door around half past one. That there were so many people in the bar at that […]

Picnic

They were lying side-by-side like cutlery on a checkered tablecloth. Which was sort of funny because they were lying on a red checkered tablecloth but it was only the grassy ground underneath them. They didn’t think it was particularly amusing for two adults to be lying on a picnic table. By her feet and to […]

« go back — keep looking »