Joshua Parkinson

Creation

Creation He stood and stared at his reflection pulling faces like a child would, to see if it caused any reactions stirred any memories or caused anything, that would be a change to the subsistence that was his present existence. He’d done this thousands of times and dreaded the thought that he would do it thousands more, he looked down at the sink and gripped at it aggressively, the anger at the situation coming up hot and fast. Then just as fast as it had come on it was cooled, tempered.