1,000 Grit

The rain is pouring down and it seems to etch deep within my soul – trickles and torrents washing out the sand and soft mud of life leaving behind only the hard bedrock of my internal reality. Will my heart ever be made whole again? Will my love be returned in kind? Will healing come […]

Expiration Date

we all have expiration dates he knew that because that’s what everyone always told him they said that when his dad died at 51 they said that when his mom got sick they said that when frank at the office fell off his chair during the quarterly meeting and died right there they said that […]

Comic Death (excerpt) by Agyani

The following is an excerpt of the short story: Comic Death by Agyani, which you can find in the anthology Static Dreams Volume One. Inside you’ll find nine dark and twisted stories written by him and other amazing authors. I hope you enjoy this little snippet. Oh, and click any of the links below to […]

A Simple Matter of Ascension

Releasing yourself to the stars, you feel elated, vibrant, at peace. For once, finally at peace. Problem is, in doing so, you condemned her to walk through the mud alone. You held one wing while she held the other. Her hands reach skyward, a silent prayer on her lips. You fly in ethereal bliss, unaffected. […]

A Vision I Had

I see you on your knees, as if in prayer or supplication, you are nearly weeping and there appears to be a heavy burden weighing on your shoulders and hands now a cloud descends, covers and engulfs you and the mist from the cloud coats your skin and covers your beard like dew and you […]

Like Peas in a Pod

like peas in a pod we go together like bananas and yogurt… you be the banana ummm I’ll be the yogurt, go on, dip into my creamy depths but oh I’m getting ahead of myself… yes, that voice of yours, I could listen to for hours while you talk about science and geeky things and […]

One such devoured moment REBLOG

candice, desert queen and poetess of passion. I adore both her as a woman and her writing and her heart. I am not overt even when good green absinthe is poured over a sugar cube the silver tongs holding sweetness just. I am not overt will not tell you of my sinning urge to strip […]