Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationI’m Going Under | heartacheLove can be a plastic bag or a chocolate wrapper or a sweaty hand.2 min read·Apr 22, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationIphigenia | hushThey say I must die.4 min read·Apr 12, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationWhere the Lost Girls Lie Rotting —Lust, mania, and mass psychogenic illness in ‘Picnic at Hanging Rock’9 min read·Apr 1, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationThe Voyage Out | farsightit bores into you with a single murky eye. But you do not see.3 min read·Mar 2, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationUnderneath the Luminous Night | farsightBut where are you ? — I ought to be with you.2 min read·Feb 24, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationFibonacci’s Sky | reversal, boundlessI am a traveller from a land between other lands. My sky is your ocean, and your ocean is my sky.3 min read·Feb 1, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationForest in the Night | out from the frogInch by inch, it tumbles across the floorboards and splits into tendrils1 min read·Jan 27, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationThe Best Man | sisyphicHe snatched the letter and re-read it. Yes, it was done.2 min read·Jan 26, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationNest | paragon soulOut, thumps my heart. Out!2 min read·Jan 25, 2024----
Vincent W. C.inThe Afterglow PublicationThe Allotment | paragon soulA single thread lies across her knees. So she takes the silver blade, and snips.3 min read·Jan 21, 2024----
