okay, perhaps the wind was a little too strong but it wouldn’t matter in the end as long as she didn’t get too lost galoshes up to her knees covered in natureContinue reading “xxvii. just a young gun”
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xxvi. the stretch of the truth
she told her she would be right back, her coat wrapped tight around her shouldersyes, I have to go now, no the wind isn’t too strong her white lies would have to suffice for now Continue reading “xxvi. the stretch of the truth”
xxv. it was all personal
the cemetery she entered this time was across town too close to the water, just as she had lived Ysolde didn’t worry about the spirit this time – this time,Continue reading “xxv. it was all personal”
Rhythm and Rhymes: The Look — Ninagracia
I dare you, try saying this word – sphenopalatine ganglioneuralgia. I know, I know! It’s a mouthful, isn’t it? It is already hurting my brains. But anyway, that word, (I dare not say) is the scientific name for Brain Freeze. We get this from eating or drinking something very, very cold. I don’t want to […]Continue reading “Rhythm and Rhymes: The Look — Ninagracia”
xxiv. a blessing in a guise
it wasn’t so much the summoning circle that irked her but more the clanging of the iron stake around her neck –it’s not for him, it’s for his neighbors explaining away the raised eyebrows – the raincoat stavedContinue reading “xxiv. a blessing in a guise”
