you’re standing at the door fiddling with your keys and I hate myself because I know what you want to hear and I don’t have those words inside me or maybe I do but they stay lodged in my throat or maybe more likely I only have them for someone else a someone else that […]
It was just a frumpy little thing. Missing an eye. Torn and resewn over and over. Threadbare, you could barely tell the original coloring of its fur. His nose had been lost many years ago. A mouse-haired little girl had played with him once upon a time. She named him Stripey and took him everywhere. […]
My mind is circling again. The demons of old are whispering in my ear and I am listening. God. Why do I listen? You’ll never be good enough. You’re not worth it. You should be a better artist. You aren’t intelligent enough. You should be sexier, more hip, in touch. He’ll never make his way […]
and this moment arrived when I first came to understand all that had gone before had led up to this very moment this the edge of the precipice where I could step off and fall fall fall unending breeze past my watering eyes heavy and light no weight but ever plummeting or I could cling […]
A short story response to Braeden Michaels’ poem of the same name. Lord Rellik, the demon overlord.
It can’t be ALL bad…. right?!!
how quickly I faded from your memories from your every day how my touch turned to echoes tiptoeing across your skin yet I can still recall in great detail your sexy voice in my ear details and expletives spilling upon our sheets I can still feel you between my thighs branding your name there using […]
he gave her a ring and she stares at it with all its implications its meanings its hidden agendas and its heavy weight somehow wrapped all up in thin gold and delicate gems it fit perfectly of course it did but it also comes with unspoken broken promises late nights spent crying and yelling desires […]
Her heart is a cathedral. Bright stain-glassed windows, each a story to tell. So her own story is mapped out in ink across her breast. The entrance, tall imposing doors, not easily opened with gargoyles guarding each side, lips raised in stark, snarling warning. Beware. Yet, if you simply step past them, you’d find they […]
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 pay him any mind but keep up my mundane talk the […]