In her eyes
Her scolding fades to silence as tears fall down her young boy’s face. Instantly forgiving, the grey-haired man embraces his senile mother.
Her scolding fades to silence as tears fall down her young boy’s face. Instantly forgiving, the grey-haired man embraces his senile mother.
Frozen rainbow in the desert sky. Whispering Moon, cajoling the tide. Sea of stars in dreams entwined. 5 second journey through my mind.
Karma police are closing in, sirens ablaze, thunder of blades. No way to evade the flashlight of fate. Here in my hollow, I silently wait.
Unhappy with the story’s ending, Guillermo decides to change the final scene. As he writes, Ana’s joy turns to sorrow, her hope to fear.
The open drawer that closes by itself. The old chair that rocks in the dark. The faceless man behind the door. Trying to enter your mind.
In the cold Montana night, Tom drags the sack to the edge of the Missouri. The Moon’s reflection upon the water suddenly explodes: “Bye Mom”.
“Dad, are there ghosts on the Internet too?”. “No, Emily. Not on the internet, or anywhere”. “What are we then? Because this is not real”.
I left the cinema and found the street deserted, cloaked in an eerie silence. In another cinema, the film I was starring in had just begun.
With a strange smile: “First time?”. “Yes”, I replied nervously, but lying. We entered the whitewashed room as the door slammed behind us.
Soledad grew old a stranger to love. Despite her grey hair and wrinkled skin, her heart remained just as in youth. Broken by no one.
“Mysterious, me? Nah…”. We both smiled and said good night. “On the next date I’ll tell her”, I decided, morphing back into my real form.
“Elementary, my dear Watson”. Holmes and the Doctor embraced passionately. The long-standing gay tension was clearly over forever.
I’d love to hack your dreams and infect them with the “my.smile” virus. In other words, exactly what you did to me.
Weighed down in debt, the burden had become too much for Sean. Deeper and deeper he sank, until reaching the bottom of the Mersey.
I realised just how lonely I was after allowing a “hugger mugger” to steal my wallet in exchange for his phony, but ever so warm embrace.
