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Empty Ovens

February 21, 2018 Thomas Morgan 0

The smell of ash and winter clung to her stockings like the babies her husband prayed for. Itchy and tight, she couldn’t resist a scratch. […]

Red Bullet

February 21, 2018 Thomas Morgan 0

She was a flame. The hot red poker was always cracking down on my fingers as I reached to grab the black butt on the […]

Pretending

February 21, 2018 Thomas Morgan 0

I bring my wine glass to my lips, letting the bouquet of it introduce itself to my sense of smell, letting the bright, yellow flavour […]

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Motivation

February 21, 2018 Thomas Morgan 0

Feeling lost? Are you scared? I can tell something is on your mind. Look, it’s not that bad… Underneath the pain is a new light. […]

Ego

February 21, 2018 Thomas Morgan 0

You think you are a gift. The sun. The moon. The tides. All rise for you. You forget. We will all rise, without you, regardless.