Bonnie knew what he was going to say before he said it. Call it fate, call it cosmic force, or dismiss it as a coincidence, Bonnie knew that in this precise moment two lives were changing.
Author Archives: rosiegailor
Cowboys & Indians Playing Scrabble
It’s the fog. It keeps getting thicker. Pinker. Greyer. Not pinker. Not pinker. Not pinker. It’s like syrup, like trying to breathe in syrup – and I mean syrup not anything else like china-
Duct Tape
I built you out of screws and duct tape,
tore skin from myself and covered your cogs to make you look human.
You
You’d taken the seat next to me on the train. The conductor spoke through the sound system: expected delays. They’re doing what they can. They’ll keep us updated. There’s coffee available in carriage H.
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