excluding title. fifty words. exactly.
— from someone passionate “I fear a life where I only exist. I want to taste, see, hear, feel things with every fibre of my being. I want to make a difference and I want to set others alight with the desire to change this world.”
title: Her brother drinks from the milk carton She squints as he lumbers to the milk. As lips press to it, she growls, “Glass?” Triumphant, condescending, he explains, “It means I’m drinking the rest.” Next day, after packing away the groceries, she apprehends him– “No glass?” She smirks. His eyes widen. Hours later, he is…
finbar sits in his ragged shirt; it is unbuttoned, and the wind is slinking across his chest and into the sleeves. yellow shoots of scorched grass press into the backs of his legs. a surfboard lies beside him. he runs a brown hand through brown hair, pushing it off his forehead and behind an ear….