Looking up into her young lovely face, I was reminded again of the frailty of life. The brevity of it. Chances missed. Opportunities forsaken. I was transported back in time, when I was a headstrong youthful man, full of life and dreams. Born into royalty, my father a duke with a sprawling estate and a […]
I had struggled within myself. I was working through the internal war which I always fought. The Lover, the Inflictor, the Jester, the Intellect, the Artist. We all periodically conflicted and we all occasionally worked together. Sometimes the Lover and Jester held hands and became the Flirt. At times it was the Inflictor and the […]
A short story response to Braeden Michaels’ poem of the same name. Lord Rellik, the demon overlord.
The language of small talk kills me when it has to walk with death. What do your parents do? Well. My parents were professors. My dad was a professor, but he retired, and then died. My mom was a professor, but she retired. My parents were professors, but it is no longer the same kind […]
When they placed him in my arms, he weighed nothing at all I didn’t even know how to hold him The moment I looked into his face, I felt something burst and bloom in my heart Something I had never felt before and never have since Even today I feel the tug of his existence […]
My veins have turned metallic There’s a coppery taste in my mouth I’m dizzy and I’m sure I’m gonna vomit Splinters in my hand Easily slips through my fingertips Picking at scabs Weeping pus from oozing eyelids The squeaking of the gurney’s wheels Echos between my eardrums Frigid ice upon my chest Then ‘clear!’ and […]
dipping her toe first in the deep pool of black on black ink, she shed her robe stood momentarily shivering in the cool forest air, bright moonlight dappled across pale, pale skin and long tan curls before closing her tear-filled eyes spreading her arms wide, she fell forward and released her last grasp in this […]
When The Stories In Between asked if I’d like to murder him, you’d think I’d be put-off, perhaps surprised, but instead, in my twisted mind, I was immediately picturing stabbing him over and over. hhhmmmm… Is this something I should share with you? Maybe not. But I just did anyway. Listen. He’s one of the […]
How did I find my way here? It wasn’t supposed to be this way, was it? Looking down at my hands, I see them holding my glistening entrails, piled and ropey. I cough, and a spray of blood erupts from my lips. “You’ll soon see it all,” a raspy voice utters. From the shadows she […]
taking over… taking control… black nails biting skulls… separating… …uniting completing without being whole mind your tongue… don’t hold back… …release and absorb backlash… whiplash… mouth agape… neck sore… …third eye open let go and rise… light flows in… shadows stretch… cower… lids stretched wide… lips sewn in a silent scream… …all just a dream […]
