Submissions CLOSED (Creation and the Cosmos)
Submissions CLOSED.
Tag: Writing
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 […]
The Guest House (excerpt) by Chris Nelson
The following is an excerpt of the short story: The Guest House by Chris Nelson, which you can find in the anthology Static Dreams Volume 2. Inside you’ll find nine dark and twisted stories written by him and other amazing authors. I hope you enjoy this little snippet. When Duncan turned around and stepped out […]
The Consequences of Being Emotional
the blackening, a holding back a build-up to future betrayals lines covering over whispers of a heart the twisting of realities the lighting of one lamp while calling it by another name the shift of dirt-caked fingers first here then there the pulling of an ear and wringing of hands the smirk while watching a […]
Beautiful Dream
Laying here thinking about you Open my eyes There you are before me Is this a dream? I never want to wake up Your eyes look straight into mine Brown in brown, earthy, perfect A slight smile Is that love I see reflected back? Your hand reaches out Pushes a lock of hair from my […]
Possessed
Violence Darkness Hard tug to the right Voices Whisper Head down on the ground Committed Controlled Say just what to say Power Ruthless All came with a price Favor Discord Push out all in mind Muttering Mumbling Trace shapes in the sand Obedience Subservience Tear out all my flesh Scared Crier Weak beyond all doubt […]
Dark Embrace
I can feel them, the icy cold hands, my inner demons. They’ve taken a hold and are pulling me down. I don’t think I can fight them this time. I’m not strong enough. Not only am I not strong enough but the old doubts have risen with them as well. What’s the point? What’s it […]
Draining the Barrel
drained the whole barrel not a drop spilled, every letter etched into my heart, the lines already fading filled to overflowing I release myself fully my thoughts to tears, tears to ink heart splashed along the page myself became the missing link, poured all inside emotions growing the scratching quill, it kept me going left […]
A Journal for Damned Lovers
Days without you in them are barely days at all. Almost doomed to repeat and stagnant for I want every kiss in the morning with you and every cuddle good night. I want to be your countertop lunchtime hug and mid afternoon on my knees snack. I want you to see a ping from me, […]
