Paul Rees-Jones

She stood in the window, silhouetted by the city lights pouring in. She turns to me, I know she’s smiling in that way that scares and excites me. She lowers slowly to the carpet, like a feline …

"Mr. Amander?" She asked tentatively.

"Why Yes," the man at the bar, in the shiny green suit answered.

She looked at him, carefully up and down. She was pleased with his appearance and th…

Her legs pumped hard, her speed was reaching 120 kilometers an hour. She crested the dunes barely touching the sand beneath her. She was close; she saw the targets within her optic display clea…

"There it is!"

He ran a bit faster than me. I was sure I would lose him. Luckily the van stopped as did Billy.

"There see, you thought I was kidding."

I looked at my Brother perplexed…

A glint,
Of hope,
A shard,
Of light,
A piece,
Of happy,
A sliver,
Of truth.
Today in heaven
Angels cheer,
For the child
Who happened
To make them smile.
Not by laughter,
Nor with …

Old cliches used to lessen the blow. Was he such an idiot? Who wrote down “this hurts me more than it hurts you.” It was almost enough to make her chuckle, almost.

Dabble a bit in harmony,
Of out stretched awaiting arms,
and sing to me of the lovely,
don’t wait for the deafening calm.

I see the specter in the light,
the moon and the stars,
A wanti…