Realisations That Strike On a Weekend

Sitting alone in crowded cafes, walking barefoot on heated surfaces, chasing the tree's shade in the sun, stubbing out the last cigarette, biting on my overgrown fingernails, searching my wardrobe for a familiar scent, saving the last bite from my vanilla cake, reading out my short stories out loud, filling up the bitter minutes of… Continue reading Realisations That Strike On a Weekend