Jan 28, 2017 | Fiction, Poetry |
The school-bell is a call to battle, every step to class, a step into the firing-line. Here is the target, fine skin at the temple, cheek still rounded from being fifteen. Surrendered, surrounded, she takes the bullet in the head and walks on. The missile cuts a...
Dec 26, 2011 | Fiction, Short Stories |
Eupompus Gave Splendour to Art by Numbers”He was, of course,” said Emberlin, “occupied in giving splendour to Art by Numbers. And this, as far as I can gather from Zuylerius, is how it all happened. He just suddenly fell in love with numbers head...
