Not being a doctor anymore, it took Mr Vaughan a few seconds to register the cry for help. The fall, the clutching: even from where…
I pull the belt tight around my forearm with my teeth. The women laugh on the street below, following my scarlet trail, calling for me…
ammachi taught me how to kiss / my small face in her hands / bony cheekblade whetting mine /breathing in sharp / lungfilled as if…
The snake stepped up the side of the cliff, its gaze seized upon the haunches of the mammals up ahead. It had to stunt its…