Yeah Write #107: For You I Wait ( #amwriting #microstory )
Dearest Mine, I think I should perish shackled in matrimony these seven years. Upon my bed, your musk clings in the sheet folds and pillow dents. Your caresses linger in … Continue reading
Yeah Write #101: The Lonely Dead ( #amwriting #microstory )
My skis skid on fresh powder and wind breaks my face. A presence pursues. “Apparitions collect the unwary,” I had warned. The enthusiast didn’t believe what his camera couldn’t snare. … Continue reading
