Everything about him was slender and pointed, he had been bred that way, aerodynamic, a racing dog. Although he did not move slowly, not slowly at all, I had…
The ribbed edge upon which it moves glistens with slime. You’d like to take a lick of it with your tongue. Looking at it makes you shiver, a shiver…
https://extraextramagazine.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/2-GERBRAND-BAKKER-no14.mp3 Simon looks out of the window. He has turned the chair around halfway, the chair where, very occasionally, a client sits and waits. He…
As soon as I walk into the park, I see him. Like me, he is early. I take a quick look, half-hidden between a tree and the fence. Broad…
Inside my coat pocket, there was the piece of cake wrapped in cellophane, which I crushed the moment I saw him. I was coming from a party where I…