• In conversation, he is like a torrent of sand poured over rocks. The gaps are filled so quickly that you don’t realize you’re leaning forwards in anticipation until he pauses mid-segue and yawns, jaw cracking. And […]

  • Mercury Jones commented on the post, wrench 8 years, 2 months ago

    It threw a wrench in things, so to speak. Every well-oiled machine has its weakness, after all. This machine’s weakness was Marta Lovestrett, and she was about to change everything, for better or worse. Her hands were shaking imperceptibly as she unplugged the first wire. Nothing happened. She let out a slow breath she didn’t […]

  • He writes reports in his spare time. They’re on the lives of other people, people he sees every day. The middle aged man on the bus, his secretary, the postman. He makes speculations about them, their favorite foods, their preferences, affairs, secrets. His life is empty, so he fills it with the stories of others.

  • I can’t help but take the phrase ‘in your element’ literally. Everybody has a place on the periodic table. Optimists- stable, happy, carefree? Noble Gases. Average people, nothing special or extraordinary? Metals. Solid. Normal. And me? A halogen. I’d make a perfect Chlorine element. Highly reactive and dangerously acidic. But despite everything,…[Read more]

  • Mercury Jones commented on the post, clash 8 years, 11 months ago

    Clash of cymbals, clash of swords. The crash, the epitome to end it all. The last stand, the final blow. Clash. And it all goes dark.