Tag: Fear

Time To Remember

sitting in a grungy diner having a bit of gossip with a friend the bells on the door jingle a dark stranger walks through the door wearing all black and a trimmed goatee and carefully styled hair he looks right at me I barely… Continue Reading “Time To Remember”

Know Your Place

put your toes to the line know your place you aren’t worth a bar of silver your identity: you have none here, we paint your face clown-face, so sad, so happy chalk line on the pavement follow the red tape that direction you think… Continue Reading “Know Your Place”

Little Red

running along dark twisting paths she dare not glance behind her she knows it is fangs and drool and glowing eyes that haunt her she trips but regains her balance keeps running, keeps running her skin damp with fear unwashed hair covers her eyes… Continue Reading “Little Red”

The Thin Veil

At the edge of tomorrow, there stood a moment, stretched out before me, the veil between this life and the beyond spread thin. A separation of body and spirit. I wrestled. On the one hand, peace and rest. On the other, small hands and… Continue Reading “The Thin Veil”

Scarecrow Hotel – Collaboration

Somewhere east along Highway 37 A neon sign flashes intermittently vacancy The Scarecrow Hotel remains alone Stained threadbare carpets muffle TVs And tearful phone conversations Sixteen parking spaces yet only four filled Warm shower and a sagging bed for the night The ancient bricks… Continue Reading “Scarecrow Hotel – Collaboration”

Until It Passes

I haven’t left this cave, my den, in days because if I do, the sky comes crashing in again. There’s a storm brewing on the horizon and it’s coming closer, closer. Should I turn to my left, it rises. To my right, it looms.… Continue Reading “Until It Passes”

Black Ice

And in a moment it goes from cruising along; talking, laughing, living – – – to \\s p i n n i n g// turning and twisting SCREAMING S I L E N C E but ::whispers:: crashing !!Violence!! oh! the Violence!! ::is anybody… Continue Reading “Black Ice”

Meth Can Kiss My Ass

I’m scared It’s dark I don’t feel safe He left but he’ll be back When? I don’t know In what condition? Even worse I don’t know I’m scared Will he be high? Strung out? Dead drunk? Will he be alone? Will his asshole friend… Continue Reading “Meth Can Kiss My Ass”

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