Strange Sundays: I Beheaded My Beloved
“I behead my beloved So I could always vanish Into his adoring face. His eyes hold green grasses, Under a layer of pale thin blossoms…” It’s been a long time since I’ve written a post here. While we are busy with the current Molotov Cocktail Flash Monster flash fiction contest and the 4th annual Shadow… Continue reading Strange Sundays: I Beheaded My Beloved