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The hit
Posted on April 4, 2019 4 Comments

“They exchange secrets; two strangers on the bus.” YeahWrite #416 Microprose
Rekindling
Posted on January 24, 2015 3 Comments
Scented candles ignite into life, filling the air with wisps of an ambiguous flower aroma as she holds the lit match to the wick. The label proclaims “Rose”, but it’s enigmatic enough to be mistaken for any flower. Red rose petals scatter across the white linened bed, and march neatly, crocodile-file into the bathroom. Malika […]