Salt and the Raw Flesh of Fish by Laure Van Rensburg (Lucent Dreaming Issue 7)
She had done it again. Naked under her duvet, a man lay beside her; a new one she’d found at the pub last night. I
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She had done it again. Naked under her duvet, a man lay beside her; a new one she’d found at the pub last night. I
A gentle wolf resides on the horizon. A painter’s dream of aquamarine settles in the sky, the mystic palette come to life. A secret hue
This land has long been shrouded in white sheetsstained with blood leaking from various cuts scribbled on her skin by jackals’ teeth and hyenas’ paws. Every
