I've been published a couple of times at Go Dog Go Café a while back. It is a great place to meet new writers and enjoy their work. Every Monday, the café offers to link in your favorite piece of fiction or poem (600 words max) for everybody to enjoy! Why not take a minute, find interesting… Continue reading Promote Yourself Monday – Go Dog Go Café
Category: Fiction
Your loss…
When the wolf started howling, I knew I was in trouble. You had been standing there for a while, wrapped in an uneasy cloak of silence. Still, not smiling nor frowning. It wasn’t the animal’s wails that worried me, but the darkness of your gaze. Your eyes, pitch black, making it impossible to discern…… Continue reading Your loss…
If only…
If only you knew… If you dared peeking through her many veils, layers of lies. Thicker than an armor tougher than steel. Brass fists wrapped in satin, feel… Feel the sharpness of her homing dagger! Fear her. Dread the quiet furor, rising… She’s a still sea, but beneath the surface stamina is building. There’s…… Continue reading If only…
Winter tryst…
Please don’t stand me up… The whispered words floated out of her pink lips, wrapped in cotton candy-like fog. The air was crisp, but the coldness didn’t affect her. It was the doubt that made her hands shake uncontrolably. She twisted and bended her fingers through her thick mittens, watching the sun going down…… Continue reading Winter tryst…
My worst enemy…
Warning – This is just another piece of my ”Second Floor Window” story. I don’t want anyone to worry. This does not reflect any real feelings… I’m not scared of anyone. I’m not trying to be cocky when I say that. I just know myself… And no fear can top that. I knew…… Continue reading My worst enemy…
Shush…
Too many people forgot the very meaning of listening… The rain is pounding heavily on the living room’s tall window panes. I knew walking back home, that there would be no spending the evening out with Victor tonight… I knew when I rented the house that there was no tv here. It is…… Continue reading Shush…
Wait and see…
The beauty of not setting yourself a destination, is that you never get lost. I walked all day, with no other goal than following my footsteps instinctively. No map, no sightings checklist. I don’t want to be just another tourist. It was a bit awkward at first… Stepping out of Concorde Metro Station, as…… Continue reading Wait and see…
Strangers…
Waking up in a new city is a great feeling. No matter how late I go to bed, or how bad the jetlag is, when I am in a brand new place, I always wake up really early the first morning. Just to listen to the neighbourhood starting the day. It is by…… Continue reading Strangers…
Home.
Home is a strange concept for me. Most people need to return to their house to feel ”home”. Most people have a place where they feel grounded. I never had roots, I don’t feel any attachment to a certain place. I often got sorry looks when I tried to explain my rootlessness. I don’t…… Continue reading Home.
Volatile…
You build a cage, a crochet razorblade barbwire tight web… Your spider legs waltzing on the intricate maze. Not listening to the sun rising… Setting… Rising again over the crimson horizon. You weld, stitching hermetic steel blankets around your weakened heart… Monochromic Fabergé egg holding sore unspoken words. You peek one last time, fake one…… Continue reading Volatile…
Cyranny's Cove 