My transformation began with a single wiry hair—long, grey, jagged at the end—sprouting from under my chin where the flesh is doughiest. I’d always
Tag: Prose
WE ARE ALL BEETLES – Jacob Wood
All morning he twined the coarse rope through his hands. But now he was just trying to ignore the agonising thudding beneath the angry
Cameron Ling – Sarcasus Sarcmus Behishd – TTPAPC 2022 Prose
The first time I visited Sarcasm the guy at the gate checking ID cards told me I wasn’t weak enough
Mya Hicks – I’m Beginning to Think Differently of You – TTPAPC 2022 Prose
On Saturday nights, we have dinner at a restaurant she selects from a list on her phone of Trivago’s Top Places to Eat Out