• Beautiful seclusion, marred by a glass house. Wood faked, plastic mould of real life.

  • ashbran53 commented on the post, shorthand 7 years ago

    Shorthand is a disease. It’s an incurable, horrific disease instilled into the minds of hopeless romantics. Report on this, report on that. Use shorthand to kill the writer, to mush the minds of innocents.

  • ashbran53 commented on the post, separate 7 years ago

    Two. No one, desolate and unnerving. A map of our steps, a to b. We’re left without.

  • ashbran53 commented on the post, nourish 7 years, 1 month ago

    Frigid and shaking, standing on the border of that little line where sand meets water. The dry versus the nourished.

  • ashbran53 commented on the post, temper 7 years, 1 month ago

    He had a temper like a frenzied bull on in a park full of wasps. It wasn’t like this everyday though. Just when Laura decided to come out of her room.