Only There only ever was Only ever would Only ever dared This, I recounted She smiled As only she could There only ever is Only ever am Only ever wish This, I promised She smiled As only she could There only ever might Only ever should Only ever likely This, I pondered She smiled […]
They say a scream is a scream is a scream. Hurt is hurt. Pain is pain. That both subside with every unfulfilled second. They say many things. But what do they know? What do they really know? The mind is a curious container, delicate even. If the mind were glass, one might shatter it with […]
She kept a bowl of flowers on the sideboard I never once saw wilt. Regardless of the time of year, weather, or the close attentions of her ginger cat named — unsurprisingly — Ginger, the flowers thrived. They were pink, pretty even, but never worth more than a cursory glance. I passed those flowers every […]
Past If ever Was was Was was never not Unless she really was And I was not? Present If Was ever is And is ever Was Then she was Was Still, I was not Future One day Was will She’ll say Was was And Was will leave Was and I, was
50 Word Stories: Shattered Unseen We both had terrible eyesight; it was the only way we could stand each other. So when she smashed my glasses in a fit of hormonal rage, I wasn’t that bothered. When she ran away and fell over our garden wall, I was less so. She’d smashed the wrong ones.
She was never here. Always there.
50 Word Stories – Closed We loved each other, you and I. Days stood completed not when dusk dispersed in merging shadows, but when we commanded. Time had no meaning. The outside world had no place. When you opened your eyes life mattered. Only then. So why now are they closed?
We were seismic you and I, volcanoes waiting to blow. The tectonic plates of our love were intercontinental and always warred. If one of us shifted, the other shifted back, one surged, the other resisted. A period of time, we had our day, but like all Earth's history, soon finished.
￼ We climbed the same hill we had on our first date. Our friends had said it weird to spend our first few hours together sweating our way up a mountain, our little knapsacks bobbing up and down like ducks on our backs. We didn’t care, we were already in love. I remembered the stile […]
We move in ever-decreasing circles, you and I. A world without boundaries has contracted with us trapped somewhere at its centre waiting for the fences to fail. Still, not so long ago, we’d have thought to fly, to flee, to never look back and sparkle regardless. Those times are distant memories now. I miss them. […]