The rope chafed the skin of Farrow’s neck. The fraying strands twisted around each other, weak worms making up the strong boa that would crush his windpipe and snap his neck when the trapdoor beneath his feet was released. More rope bound his hands together behind his back and his …
Cory
by Cory O’Neile It was past midnight when we finally tumbled back through Finton’s door, stumbling and giggling over the threshold and onto the soft cream-white carpet. I had my arm around his neck for support, hanging from him as he half-carried me inside. Finn’s face was red with …
The icy wind whipped at my bare, tear soaked face as I hid in the shadows of Autumn’s dusk. With my head bowed and my hands stuffed firmly into my jacket, I fought off the cold air as I briskly pounded the pavement in my desperation to get home. I …
Tony waited silently on a bench in the corner of the Robot and Parrot pub. He fidgeted with a ceramic coaster advertising something called Ye Olde Porcine Skin Fragments, pausing occasionally to run his hand over the itchy brown stubble on his head. A bald female dressed in purple overalls …
February 4th – June 7th 2010 You changed your relationship status from ‘it’s complicated’ to ‘single’ and I knew it was time to make my move. Long had I observed your failing romance, the scattering of posts that were once love sonnets disintegrating into crude cipher written from drunken …
“Romance” isn’t about the boy or the girl or relationships. It’s a moment. Where you open up and you fall in love with Life all over again. Here are five of mine. No. 5# Summer, Oxford, England I was finishing up a writing course when I met The Lawyer. …
There’s a single question which hovers above my head. Am I in love or in attachment? Love has been explained to me as wishing someone happiness in their life. Attachment is a need to be with another person. These two ideas have been meshed, squashed and intertwined with each other …