A man who wasn’t there

black and white, concrete stairwell

It’s just the wind you say. Just an echo of our footsteps ricocheting up the stairwell. Bricks and concrete repel sounds, the metal flashing pings with each heel fall. I know you’re lying. Echoes aren’t whispers. They’re well formed taunts, chattering in my ear. Your words push me forward. I run ahead of your words […]

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A step ahead

spiral staircase

The tight spiral staircase corkscrewed up from the marble floors. Each riser a chamber in a nautilus shell, compact and uniform. Sound contorted, ricocheting off the ceiling then down again. In her youth, the circling bannister was her playground. Laughter filled the stairwell instead of the angry din she was dodging now. Trying to get […]

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