Who has shot down the Johnson’s? I wish to know. Whose emotions raged, all over this house? Whose wrath sprinkled, […]

Who has shot down the Johnson’s? I wish to know. Whose emotions raged, all over this house? Whose wrath sprinkled, […]
I was in my room, sitting on the bed and staring out of the window to see if there was […]
‘Click click’. I woke up feeling that somebody has just left my room. My tired eyes wandered around the room […]
Our parents died. They had a great collection of swords, that we needed to sell to buy food after their […]
When we drop, the impulses stop. Our last gasp, echoes, through the air, and everything we were, is all over, […]
Six words. Three stories. One image. – Six, three, one: It has begun. #1 Your golden touch is my drug. #2 What […]