Her life through my eyes Until her eyes can remember.
A leather chair soft, spongy carpet, curled up like a perm. One hall, 4 bedrooms. A kitchen - where my Paw Paw is making his peach milkshakes. Foggy, faux-glass cups. Ice cream and peach particles sliding down the throat, soothing. Golf on the TV - more in tune with the wood furniture than modern plastic. … Continue reading Kirby
Would you kindly read this post? I am reminded of the game Bioshock. Most people know of it because of the big daddy, a large being in olden diving suit with a huge drill for a hand and a mean temper. It is an evocative image. But those who played the game will remember Would you … Continue reading Would You Kindly Read This