There is not enough light in this house. I keep buying lamps and torches and sconces and candles and lanterns and chandeliers and fireplaces, but nothing seems to work. I have covered the walls in mirrors to amplify the luminosity, but no, there is just not enough light in this house. I have removed all the furniture and doors, and knocked through walls, and installed floor-to-ceiling windows, and still the problem persists. I have taken off the roof and placed a bible in every room, but I am not at all satisfied – there is not enough light in this house.
Sean Cunningham is a writer of very short prose and poetry, from Liverpool. His work has appeared, or is forthcoming, in publications such as Fugue, Ellipsis Zine, Bending Genres, Emerge Literary Journal, and FIVE:2:ONE, among others. He can be found on Twitter: @sssseanjc