C.C. Ashmead

C.C. Ashmead does not judge other people but will eavesdrop on them. She obtained a Master’s in fiction through the University of Edinburgh and is studying medicine. Three times a day she is walked by her dog.

Content by C.C. Ashmead

Torso of female form mid-dance on a red-lit floor

Fiction,

Open Marriage

BY C.C. Ashmead

They had not had sex in years, but this did not bother Marla. If she were to walk past the same brook every day and watch it ebb away, it would not strike her as a horror. Only sudden changes, extreme and violent, suggested horror. Hurricanes, droughts.