Posts Tagged hostel
Loora
Posted by yoursinwriting in Stories on March 23rd, 1999
The popping of bedsprings as I moved my legs over the side of my bunk, the heavy thump as I dropped down beside her. Someone would wake. Foil an espionage of flesh.
Four Men
Posted by yoursinwriting in Stories on March 15th, 1999
We agree on English, so that we will all know a few words, how to apologize. We speak slowly, pause often, move our hands, look at each other, smile.
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