The Cat and the Tree

Mira loves spotting cats. She is great at it. I am fairly observant too, but her eyes seem sharper and her ability to spot feline hiding spots seems highly tuned. She lets out a small yelp or a dramatic "caaatt" in a low voice when she spots one. Cats are evening routines though. Early mornings,... Continue Reading →

An Opaque Matter of Assent

She fucked like she was fighting, rolling off the bed midway to get water twice. He stroked himself watching her walk to the kitchen and back both times. It struck him that he was wrong. She flounced. She flounced to the kitchen and back both times. People who flounce had flouncy hearts. He did not know... Continue Reading →

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