Do pj’s class as casual?

A buzzing from my phone. You coming tonight? Crap, I cringe in the realisation that I forgot about the meetup. Before I can scramble an excuse my phone beeps again. You forgot, didn’t you? I’ll give you 20 mins then I’m picking you up. Double crap. I text back furiously, fingers moving so fast they…

The coo of the chocolate cake

“Just one slice,” it sings, whispering of deliciousness. “No,” you say, standing firm to your earlier decision. “Go on,” it taunts. “Just one, single slice.” “No,” you reply, eyes slowly drifting over to the chocolate goodness. “Go on,” it whispers. “Just one slice?” You ask, the melting chocolate of the cake oozing onto the plate….

The monster who puts the milk in first

You! Yes… I’m talking to you. You know who you are, sitting there with your half brewed cup of steaming milk, the greyish white colour blending into some sickly twisted horror movie. “I’ll make this round,” you said. “Two sugars?” You asked. If only I had known, realised the horror that was to commence then…

A woman being watched at a bar

Sam felt strange, blushing slightly she took a gulp of her wine, the punch stinging her lungs and waking her up from her dazed state. Someone was watching her, the stare was pinching at her skin, smothering her until she felt sticky. She surveyed the bar, the afternoon crowd had been replaced with a younger…

Another rant from an ice cream girl

The things any ice cream server does not want to hear. “Have you got a lemon?” The one flavour out of the 24 freshly made that we don’t have. “Have you got any ice lollies?” Does it look like we have ice lollies? “Do you do smoothies?” Does it look like we have smoothies? “Have…

Warm paws on the scolding pavement

Dog: Mum. Me: No. Dog: Mum. Me: No. Dog: But muuuum. Me: You are a grown up pup now, you do not need to be carried. Dog: But I’m tired. Me: So am I. Dog: And I’m thirsty. Me: Me too. Dog: My paws hurt, the floor is hot, muuuum. Me: FINE BUT THIS IS THE…

If your child licks the glass one more time…

My legs ache Swollen skin puckering in dismay, Muscles screaming in agony Crowds forming, Yay. Swollen eyes The white tinted red, My veins pop in anger Frustration needing to be shed. Crowds pulsate against the stall Mouths salivating in hunger, I moan as time slows Wishing for nothing but slumber. I smile tightly Glass gleaming…

To pluck, or not to pluck, a feminist rant

“Ew what the hell is that on your legs -” Oh, you mean the leg hair that fifty percent of the population feel they must scour off their skin, encase young girls feel empowered to accept their normal and natural bodies. “That’s disgusting and unhygienic -” Actually, it’s very hygienic, otherwise, men would be falling to the…

SUN’S OUT BUMS OUT

“It is time!”  Bum screams, laughter echoing ominously in the street. “Nah, I think I’m good,” she replies. “It is time!” Bum repeats. “Nah… I’m honestly okay, you go have fun.” “Bu-but, the sun is out… so it is time!” Bum says. “Time for what exactly?” “Short shorts,” Bum sneers, giggling. “Nope, hell no.” “Look, that…