I could see blood trickling down her right nostril. It streamed down her lips. Pooled in her cleft chin. Spread like cracks in broken glass down her neck in bright red streaks. And there was a funny rumbling in her throat too—something near a purr—what I took at the time as a sign of pleasure.… more
Writer: J S Khan
Timing Is Everything
FLASH FICTION by J S KhanAnd—in that moment—she thought she was happy, but really, she was just drunk… more
