she's watchful of the night sky, waiting for it to arrive before she slips out under a cloak of her own making. outside, the city hums, content with the work from the rest of the day, and people are few and far between. tonight she's tempted to take a glass to the roof, fill it …
tea kettle
water drips down the side of the tea kettle as it fills under the tap, making a quick hissing sound as it's placed on the stove-top to boil. the condensation forms fast, tiny water drops spilling over and slicing ribbons through the sheen of water. in the next room, she's talking. she hisses an emphasis …
circuitous
The letter skims through the slot in the door, drifts to the ground with barely a whisper. It'll stay there all day, and easily for the rest of the night; its intended recipient is out, working late and then going on out to dinner. This is where things have come to: letters sent from a …
write one craft one 