A quick, downward slash formed the aquiline nose with the slight bump on the bridge. The pad of Graham’s thumb smeared the black dust into the shape of the shadow between his lover’s dark eye and slender brow. His pinky formed the soft mounds of the thin lips, and the point of the pencil etched t...
His head throbbed. Sharp white light pulsed behind his eyes every time his heart beat. His mouth tasted like it had been packed full of moldy cheese and old cigarette butts. His stomach lurched, and his muscles felt stretched. The joints seemed displaced, as if by some primitive torture device. H...
