Mottled sky Damp skin Earth blanket Feminine Rainpour Barefoot Chestnut crown and papercuts Night bleeds into day Shadow winds smite their prey Paths appear cut through vine Awaiting her enveloped by twine As weary souls collect for bed, Resigned to one made of thread.
Aaron shivers fitfully beneath a bed of words, wondering if his own tormentor had accompanied him from slumber; becoming omnipresent in the past weeks. Cliff edges huddle together in his mind as weary eyes close, a familiar connection to his mother; stone ladies picking over the obituaries and the latest gossip on the church steps.... Continue Reading →
It is with gargantuan effort Luna’s eyelids eventually crack open. Heavy and slick, she notes a greasy residue upon them, congealing around the corners and between the lids. From somewhere above a light flickers as the room swims around her listless body; heart fluttering, a beating of wings. A robe of cold moonlit air rushes... Continue Reading →
Christmas is a time of joy, of well wishing and wonder. We rarely think of Christmas in the bittersweet way those left by the departure of their beloved regard it; best to avoid such contemplation so as not to call into question our own frail mortality. It is such a marked person I speak of. ... Continue Reading →
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