The dripping of water. The buzzing of the lights. Breaths, in and out, an unending constant. I’ve lost track of the days, never seeing the light, that of the sun that is as the artificial ones over head never cease. When I first moved into this room I tried to keep track, jotting down eachContinue reading “Deception of Time”
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‘Slight’ of Hand
“I can’t bloody believe this Quinn…” David kept fluttering his fingers, his hands clammy as he paced in the room. Water seeped in from the ceiling in the corner, the smell of mildew thick on the air as the incessant drip, drip, drip echoed like a distant drummer. Their whole lives, they’d lived like this. A trailer,Continue reading “‘Slight’ of Hand”
Chris Kauzlarich 