Keepsake #3TC

Three Things Challenge PL16 Today’s prompt: filter, keepsake, salad The apartment is so empty, the sky so low, the morning so quiet. Near the coffee machine, behind the filter box, I have hidden a keepsake of her presence, here, one summer night. I look at that bit of silk, black, introvert, provocative. Tender was that … Continue reading Keepsake #3TC


“This post is written for the 110 Creative Challenge Contest, hosted by Thewhitescape“ Murder My father taught me to despise violence, to despise the provocation of it. But he taught me other things too. And once he was gone, wherever fallen samuraïs go, I learnt from others too. So when she came to see me, telling me … Continue reading Murder