Tag: men

Painted ghosts 

They drift in and out of my life each day. Their faces adorned with stark, lurid colours. Warpaint, as they go about their business. Are they even real? These automatons. … Continue reading Painted ghosts 


The lothario

Pacing the street I stop; crouch on my feet and watch my prey. Feeling my heartbeat drop as I dodge the alley’s urban decay. Then I grin. My heart full … Continue reading The lothario