Meta-PhysicalFought writer's block.Lost the plot.
Unreliable NarratorSherlock Holmes stories?They were doctored.
Breaking EvenBroke her heart.Broke his nose.
FisticuffsCall me odd?Now we're even.
A NecklaceHis apology's stonesmatched the bruises.
Unhand MeDexter was right:Lefty was sinister.
His Better HalfBride/GroomWife/Husband /Widower
CrowBarGot hammered.Nailed her.Husband saw.
Not-So-Little MermaidAriel's bra:Needed a sea cup.
ItchyFirst anniversary: Paper.Our love unfolded.Seventh anniversary: Wool.It all unravelled.
SouvenirPassionate, lingering kisses.Recurring, viral infection.
BibliophileMature woman.Bookish.On the shelf.
TwilightOur tears became stars, then stories.
Happy HourWound up.Clocked him.Did time.
Blue is for BoysBabysitter-painted nails.Daddy-painted bruises.
HermaphroditusAphrodite's hair.Helen's face.Adam's apple.
Back To BaseBoys.Baseball.Broken window.Home run.
Romeo and Sergeant JulietShe takes my fingerprints.Cardiac arrest.
The followersWe mimic, blindly.We vanish, involuntarily.
Just leaveSaying final goodbyes.Two hours pass.
The IntrovertAlone I am weaker, but safe.
SanctuaryHer mind was her only haven.
HorrorYou know what's scary? Organic Chemistry.
Mother"I hate you" - her daily speech.
Shy1 New Friend Request1 New MessageHey Dan! I can't believe it's you! You've really changed since school! Don't we all? Hehe!Hey, are you still playing the guitar? You were so great at that. Little musical prodigy! So talented, I remember.Aww, remember those times in maths when we'd have those deep philosophical talks about computer games? Life-changing stuff, that. So what's been happening in your life? How's uni? Catch me up!Reply Sophianna! Yes, I still remember that nickname after all these years. But I don't know why I used to call you that.... How are you doing, Sophie? It's so good to hear from you. Did you just join FB? You'll find a lot of people from school here to add (if you want to that is, lol).Actually, I haven't been playing the guitar that much. I've been meaning to pick it up again [. . .] See MoreThey used to be good friends before she moved. And after sending over sixty messages in online correspondence there was no need to be nervou
VermillionDying roses in an autumn sunset.
The Birth of a Writer“Mom! I put six words together!”
Airhead (Oxymoron)Empty-headed.But so full of himself.