Submissions by oskar

The Crippled Mind

As he was limping his way to town, was overtaken
by a laughing group of youth, he swore at them,
under his breath, as he hated able bodied people.
He could have taken the bus to town, but liked saving
money and see his bank account grow; specially now
his father had died and he stood to inherited quite
a lot of money.  He had seen his dead father twice
first at the hospital and later at the chapel, but as he
lacked empathy he felt no grief only a hatred against
the world that had made him a cripple.
He liked watching...

Pink Sink  

The house I bought was owned by a woman
her bathroom was pink and a faint whiff of
womanhood lingered: and I got an affinity to
the pink sink. It was the only, as I lived alone
at the time, that saw my many erections and
subsequent ejaculations.

This unfit love affair was too much to bear
for the poor sink; developed a deep crack and
leaked. I decided to go for a white bathroom
and called a plumber. The white sink looked
innocent like a nunnery´s loo. No, I could not
do it as it felt  like to outrage to innocence,...