The wind has shifted to the south. In the air desert dust drifts; jellyfish tint the greasy sea pink. He knows he should not jump.
Moments
something from nothing
something from nothing
silence, slow breathing, your voice
day softly begins
Attention
Fitz hired a marching band to follow her and finally got her attention. She threw a flag in the air and a smile in his direction.
Pebble
I hold a pebble from the beach, hold it tight. My knuckles are white. When you turn to face me, I will open my hand. When you turn. When…. If….
Money
I’m turning the world, said Money. But you’ve only turned it halfway, said Sam. That’s how coins fall from pockets, said Money.
Pendant
The blood-red heart in the plastic is real blood, you say. As you lock the chain around my throat, I shiver. One day it will rust, you whisper, and smile. When never again meets always forever, something has to snap, but this time I do not know.
Sugar (2)
He felt himself pulled towards her, then saw the heart-shaped hot-sugar scar on her arm. A trap. But the sweetest. His eyes closed.
Sugar
She flinched as she dripped melted sugar on her arm, casting a magical sweetheart spell. The silver spoon shone in the candlelight.
Through the forest
Through the forest in the night blackness they crept in single file. “Turn that torch off!” he shouted, then saw the light was shining from the other man’s eyes.
My lucky number
Three in a bed
Three in a bed
Treble my lucky number
Up the top as high as you can go
Right down the middle, dead centre
Your game
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