rag doll

Writer: Air shot between the toes, it’ll look like a heart attack.

Serial killer: anywhere from 2 to 30 minutes

Now fast forward a bit and the author has managed to get their first book published, with loving support from the serial killer who helped them fine tune all the murder scenes, and it’s a big hit. Enough so that a detective with the local police department has noticed some disturbing similarities to several active cases, including details that were never released to the press. Obviously he brings this up to his superior and convinces him that there’s something to the theory, but it’s all circumstantial right now. He stakes out the author’s home and is super convinced that the author is the murderer, but they don’t seem to do anything??? Like they literally are at the house all day, that’s it. Most they do is leave for groceries.

“You need to stop seeing them. I think they are a serial killer.”

1.) Intense obsessions that last maybe two weeks but consume your soul

2.) Spacing out in class but loving to learn

the misty blanket of fog that hangs low in the sky and veils the tops of the buildings

a street-corner singer, crooning softly and strumming their guitar with calloused fingers

a hidden coffee shop, tucked away in a tiny alley

scoping out the best second-hand book store

waiting for the subway at midnight whilst listening to soft jazz

a sea of umbrellas all moving as one as their owners hurry toward their destinations

reading from a rooftop terrace, feeling like you’re simply floating above the world

riding the bus in the rain, passing the time by thumbing through a well-worn anthology of romantic era poetry