Wednesday, 29 August 2012


The salty breeze felt brittle on the skin. It had to be done.
She had been on the run now for days. Running away from family, running away from her abusers and running away from life. She clenched her fists underneath her overcoat and swallowed down hard sobs she had promised not to shed anymore.
This is an excerpt from my new short story 'Closure'
Read the whole thing here on Your Story Club: Closure by rained-on parade
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Tuesday, 28 August 2012

To Run

A scream in the alley
Fainted on the floor
Broken down out
The blood ceases to flow

Darkness ruins
No place is safe anymore
Where do you go?
No place is home

Every face masked
No one to believe
What's wrong with this world?
Any one can deceive

Pleading eyes crying on you
Outstretched for help
They're coming for you too
Which path do you choose?