Borden

[emily_swank]

Borden cut across the unmowed grass in big wet boots, sobbing, wiping snot onto his flannel sleeve, weaving to and fro, his hands dead spiders at the ends of his limp arms. At the dining room window he climbed up onto the busted crate of clay pigeons and beat on the glass. "MAUREEEEEEN", he pleaded, hip shifting to the side, revealing a love

Comments

[ms_pooka]

that is awesome. and i just remembered i neglected to comment on your last one. which was also awesome.

[rapier]

"245 pounds of don't want it." That is fantastic. All of it is! I'm totally using the don't-want-it phrase in my daily life though.

[chickbrarian]

I love this.

I loved the stirrer, too, but this is even better.

[kyrieleison]

Excellent. Stirrer was excellent, too.

[lindapendant]

You leave me wanting so so much more.