Cigarette

Filter to the lips, quivering fingers, flame meets paper, smoldering ashes, the ashtray a faithful friend by her side. Inhale deeply and release the cloud, the white bathroom ceiling blurring for a few moments, until the grey dissipates and she drowns in the light again, blinding brightness bouncing off whitewashed walls. Sitting holding the only…

For Sale

A dusty signboard nailed to a battered fence, "For Sale" is all that it conveys. The house that you see behind the sign is empty, lifeless, dark. An ominous shape rising out from behind misty skies, a shattered window, a battered rooftop. Night descends on this patch of land for 24 hours, shrouded in a…