I walk along the path at twilightmy feet protesting the indignity of ridiculousshoes and uneven paving stones A moth leaves the comforting glow of a streetlamp,ticklish velvet wings wantonly brush my face"You're drunk" I say, and with a warm breathgently blow it eastwards A small fox-shaped shadow falls across my feet.Its startled owner regards me with suspicion,my face … [Read more...] about The Moth, By: Regina Apis
Regina Apis
About Regina Apis
Regina is currently studying for an MA in creative writing. She has mostly written for herself, but has finally decided to take the next step by gaining a qualification in the thing she loves to do the most, in the hope others will enjoy her work.