Clearing the Air

Sun-bleached blonde hair. Perfect, unblemished skin. Dark red lipstick. A series of symmetrical curves, proportioned with clear design bias. She … More

The Betrayal

The soft electric hum of generators and the continual light suck of air filters didn’t register in the hearing of … More

Touching Crime

I had woken up feeling concerned. It was like a sudden lucid moment in a coma, or like noticing you … More