Depart from me, accursed ones, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.
Matthew 25:41.
*
Illuminated by a single spotlight, the tigress stood on her hind-legs in the centre of the ring. The tamer inhaled deeply as he balanced precariously on the small platform, steadying himself on her outstretched arms. Moving his body closer, he felt the muscles relax under her soft fur, her heartbeat synchronised with his. A faint vibration of drums echoed around the arena. He positioned the tigress arms on his shoulders, as though preparing for a twisted waltz and placed his head inside her mouth, sending th
The party had been going for a few hours and Lauren was still in the same position as she had been since it began, on the peripheries watching these strangers drink, dance and shamelessly touch one another. Taking the final drag of her cigarette, she stabbed it out on the wall and walks over to Bella who was currently lying upside down, like an astronaut, on the three-piece suite that had been moved into the middle of the room and tipped on its back.
"Bella? Whisky? Any more?" Lauren said to her inverted friend who then proceeded to perform a backward roll that prompted a brief applause from her sofa companions and the boy sat opposite who o
Fifteen Minutes in Retrospect by rach185, literature
Literature
Fifteen Minutes in Retrospect
MAY 3rd 1965
With one leg propped up on the sink, I rest my arm on my knee to steady my hand as I apply my trademark flick of jet black eyeliner. My usual stance when getting ready for a night on the tiles. What does that phrase even mean? Looking around at the yellowing porcelain of the bathroom I cant help but think the only action these tiles have seen is regurgitation. Really time for an upgrade I think. The contents of my make-up case are strewn across the small shelf underneath the mirror. Shit I look tired. Reach for the foundation. Always maintain the illusion, a wise-man once told me.
The 8.53 tube passing beneath
Depart from me, accursed ones, into the eternal fire prepared for the devil and his angels.
Matthew 25:41.
*
Illuminated by a single spotlight, the tigress stood on her hind-legs in the centre of the ring. The tamer inhaled deeply as he balanced precariously on the small platform, steadying himself on her outstretched arms. Moving his body closer, he felt the muscles relax under her soft fur, her heartbeat synchronised with his. A faint vibration of drums echoed around the arena. He positioned the tigress arms on his shoulders, as though preparing for a twisted waltz and placed his head inside her mouth, sending th
The party had been going for a few hours and Lauren was still in the same position as she had been since it began, on the peripheries watching these strangers drink, dance and shamelessly touch one another. Taking the final drag of her cigarette, she stabbed it out on the wall and walks over to Bella who was currently lying upside down, like an astronaut, on the three-piece suite that had been moved into the middle of the room and tipped on its back.
"Bella? Whisky? Any more?" Lauren said to her inverted friend who then proceeded to perform a backward roll that prompted a brief applause from her sofa companions and the boy sat opposite who o
Fifteen Minutes in Retrospect by rach185, literature
Literature
Fifteen Minutes in Retrospect
MAY 3rd 1965
With one leg propped up on the sink, I rest my arm on my knee to steady my hand as I apply my trademark flick of jet black eyeliner. My usual stance when getting ready for a night on the tiles. What does that phrase even mean? Looking around at the yellowing porcelain of the bathroom I cant help but think the only action these tiles have seen is regurgitation. Really time for an upgrade I think. The contents of my make-up case are strewn across the small shelf underneath the mirror. Shit I look tired. Reach for the foundation. Always maintain the illusion, a wise-man once told me.
The 8.53 tube passing beneath