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Wendy smashed all the clocks in the flat. She even burned the calendar. “Time has no meaning,” she explained to Mike. “Nothing ever changes.”

from Scary City by Joel Lane

Even the first time was like a ritual. Buying the razor blades at the local chemist’s shop, unwrapping a frail silver of metal, holding the edge up to the light. Guns were difficult and expensive to buy, and even knifes weren’t cheap, but this fragment of death cost no more than a postage stamp.

from Scar City by Joel Lane.

He has always told me that I am a balloon, taking him to blue places over the hills.

from Experiments at 3 Billion A.M. by Alexander Zelenyj published by David Rix.

“I don’t care about what you’ve done. I need to know… why you didn’t kill me.” There were silence. Twice she began to speak and stopped herself. Then she said quietly: “Because it wasn’t worth it. You’re already dying.”

from Scar City by Joel Lane.

Richard’s absence was all I had of him. Once I stopped missing him, he’d be gone.

from Scar City by Joel Lane.

He wanted me to help him release the memories. I understand that now.

from Scar City by Joel Lane.

That happy family of devils, I always hated them.

from Experiments at 3 Billion A.M. by Alexander Zelenyj published by David Rix.

It was a beautiful place, serene and still, where sunlight burned inside the flowers.

from Experiments at 3 Billion A.M. by Alexander Zelenyj published by David Rix.

Na presença de uma recordação estropiada, o melhor era não nos lembrarmos de nada. Por isso, ficavam em silêncio, ele a olhar para o vazio, os dois sem um antes e seguramente nenhum depois, numa harmonia perfeita de inexistência.

Shylock É o Meu Nome de Howard Jacobson (página 48).

His heart ached: it was the sound of her old despair, a world removed from the good crying.

from Songs For The Lost by Alexander Zelenyj, published by David Rix.

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