Excerpt #12

This Sunday desolation,  this solitary contemplation, from love comes indifference–this is when the madness spawns.

She watched as he pacified himself with a long drag–inhaling his lifeforce from licorice vapour. It dawned on her that perhaps he had never changed. Perhaps he had always been this stranger. Perhaps he never actually needed her–more like, he had wanted to need her–and now all that was left was this aromatic silence.

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About A. E. Wallace aka [EL] Selkie

Ann Wallace holds a degree from the University of Texas at El Paso in Mass Communications and minored in Creative Writing. She worked at the NBC Affiliate Newschannel9 in El Paso, was a journalist for the El Paso Diocese Catholic Newspaper, held writing workshops with The Tumblewords Project, performed as a Slam Poet and published poetry in small literary magazines. She is now an ex-pat in the UK where she lives, knits, games, works and writes. View all posts by A. E. Wallace aka [EL] Selkie

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