An Easter piece by Chris Major

Easter Piece Naaaaah,it's not for me.You go ifyou want to,another 'tourist'swelling the faithful few.I hate this weekend,these 3 days:the TV,the papers,you can't bloodyescape it.Chicks 'n' chocolate,that's fine,why spoil itwith...

Butterfly Women by Phuoc-Tan Diep

Butterfly WomenFalling rain freezes and shatters on hardened skin, spreading shards of cold. The sky morphs from seraph blue to the dark red of prostitution. Black leather encases her as she huddles in shadow with hail shouting out her presence. The Collectors are out...