Category: Truth & Lies

Nutshell

But lately, as I track my mother’s shifting relation to her crime, I’ve remembered rumours of a...

Brit(ish)

I realised that I had what Sam did not. Even when it’s quite clear that people around me are...

French Exit

Malcolm was yet in his suite. He was speaking to Susan on the phone. “Let’s eat food, for lunch,”...

Nutshell

I stay awake, I listen, I learn. Early this morning, less than an hour before dawn, there was...

The Wall

Mornings on the Wall, dawn and dusk and night, were times for poetry. Skyconcretewaterwind....

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