What French?

This one had an Audi, the other one had unpaid bills but a lot of wild weekends, the one before him sat beside her in class, there's also the one who lectured them every Friday morning. She had a long list of them. This darling was a sucker for love. She believed more than anything … Continue reading What French?

Broken Lights

The lights must be broken. Instead of light what they do is crowd our lives with darkness, darker than hell’s soot. I have resolved to walk away from the lights, loose myself in the darkness that the night and I will be one, the shadows and I will be blood brothers enmeshed together by bonds … Continue reading Broken Lights