Stories tagged “stain”

  • My Chair is Small

    I always forget the pain that comes with another cut thread. Another removal of a stitch that bound me to you. I sit in my far too small chair, a little shocked, and my heart starts sinking down into the danger zone. I feel my knees meeting my chin, in...

  • Wine Red

    Her apartment didn’t seem to have any evidence from what had happened the last time I was there. Whatever sketches that had been ripped apart were replaced by others already. The only thing that still remained was a very faint pink stain in the s...