He loved her so much. The first time he had seen her, he was looking up from Jack Ketchum’s Off Season, to throw a careless ‘thanks’ at the hand that was pouring his coffee, setting down his turkey burger. She was sitting on the next table immersed in a book whose title he could not […]
He did it in rhythm with the smattered applause and laughter in the neighboring tent. Up and down, side to side, his fingers discovering crevices and lines in his face that he had forgotten existed. As the sound of clapping faded, his need became urgent. Harder and faster he scrubbed, till the soap stung his […]
Today he would go to the temple. As he got closer, the mixed smell of cow dung and marigold assaulted his senses leaving a bitter taste at the back of his throat. The crowds got thicker, but he dodged the shuffling bodies, gliding in a clear confident path with a dexterity that could only have come […]