The siren's shriek are to the city, as wolves howls are to the woods. They move circling and distant until...
I'm sorry, and I know from your eyes that you are hurt. I should have stayed quiet, but now it...
they bounce out of my head and hover shoulder height attached round the neck holding all the things i want...
Sitting here at the desk typing out words to take the time the time that shouldn't be wasted. And yet...
Is it really that unbelievable to have made it this far? You ask, worried, not understanding the days and weeks...
What is normal? That little zero, followed by a dot, followed by a number, followed by a percent sign. Helicopter...
There's something strange about the stress in my head which away as if tied to the cash in my hand...