sphaira

On the day Sphaira didn’t love me anymore, she said, “Delta, I don’t love you anymore” and she went towards the vanishing point. I walked after her but she kept shrinking and shrinking. I stopped at a diner, blackened my

evryali

The Gorgon was shy. But I liked shy. I knock-knock-knock-knocked on her door and waited — something like ten minutes — listening to her drag, krsssshhhhh, krsssshhhhh, krsssshhhhh. Click! Clock-clock! Clonk. The locks turned and the door cried open. I smelled garlic