A triumph of his Manhood

She cried. She had cried all night. And the night before. And the night before that. This had been going for almost a week now. Each night worse than the one before it. Of course everyone had said it would get better with time, everything does. But this wasn’t getting better in any way. The … Continue reading A triumph of his Manhood

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Thorns and Petals

The air was filled with cries demanding justice. The crowds were swelling on the icy cold winter night. The entire city had forgotten to sleep. The media was on a warpath, whereas a group of students quietly marched with candles. I looked at them and wondered if the dripping wax was burning their fingers. Maybe … Continue reading Thorns and Petals