Burning tabacco for the smell not the feeling / Reminds me of campfires and friends / an uncle, a coworker / Comfort and constance / constant no more
Stale Smoke (Poetry)
Search and Destroy (Short Fiction)
I should just gas the place. That would guarantee the death of the target and any unwanted associates that may be lurking. But this is the kitchen and my insecticide is not food safe. It would have to be a direct hit: a single burst or bust.
Your Smile (Poetry)
It's been a while / but it's a turn in your heel / a loose swing of your arms when someone / says something that warms you...
Who Am I?
Originally from Australia, I am a twenty-something Assistant Language Teacher living in Japan. I came here to live something different and that's what I do everyday. I'm at work full time, but my free time exceeds my on time and I often find myself searching for something to do. While I suppose I could read or … Continue reading Who Am I?
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