The first time I found your smile, it was at the bottom of a bottle of wine. I handed only half of it back to you because I wanted to…More
Author: Joy Chime
Mosquitoes have not returned from vacation, Kam, I said to myself. Let’s open the front door and sit in the doorway; this house is hot tonight. I agreed with myself.…More
The sun stretched this morning, a pale gold offering. I saw it through the tall grasses between my window and the river. It stretched but didn’t rise. This morning, I…More
A Story with No Name by Joy Chime
My ex-girlfriend once said, out of the blue, when we were still an album, that I kissed like her ex-boyfriend. Needless to say, I was puzzled. And curious, so I asked what she meant.
Bright colours… That’s what I thought of when my lover swept me off my feet — literally — and spun, as I screamed in dizzying delight. Happiness swirled in my…More