I eyed Marilyn pridefully as she laid still in our bed. I glided over the gray, shagged carpet in our bedroom like it was an ice rink and stood by her side at the edge of the bed. I lowered my head and gently kissed her forehead.
“She’s so beautiful,” I thought, as I wiped her hot blood from her gunshot wound from my lips....
“Good,” James thought. “Everything is going exactly as planned.”
He took a final haul of his Winston cigarette before slamming and twisting it into the transparent, glass ashtray. James glanced up as he heard the door across his cabin swing open, to see his lifelong friend, Carrie, barrel in. Her face was blotched with red and her espresso hair stuck to the sides of her face. Carrie huffed and thr...
I rubbed my index finger across the neck of the key, mocking Cameron with each stroke.
Cameron looked at the raging river behind me and took a panicky step forward.
“Hey! Backup or I’ll throw it!” I screamed, throwing my arm above my head with the key gripped tightly in my fist.
“Melissa fucking please!” Cameron cried, dropping his shoulders with defeat.
Ahh Cameron. That naive, stupid fucking...
If only hearts were really worn on sleeves
Slapped on as a beating patch upon your
sexy black leather jacket
No ribs to protect it or to keep it caged
for crimes committed
Able to be poked and prodded,
but not without the perpetrator
having to look at the damage done
Pumping iron, flexing chambers...
