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
Author: Joy Chime
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