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LIKE A WILD ANIMAL
“Like a Wild Animal” Forgotten Lost and Afraid Shattered Dreams Drift Away Loved Once In Full Embrace Loved Last An Empty Space Splintered Memories Split Skin Slicing Cutting and Forgetting Like a wild animal, I consume my young Written on 6/3/21
THE TRANSFORMATION
“The Transformation” She sits at the mirror in the dimming light Painting her face for the coming night Lipstick red like a fresh warm tear Her hands start to shake with a sudden fear She pulls back her hair to smooth every strand A… Continue Reading “THE TRANSFORMATION”
WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?
What Are You Afraid Of? Fear is an interesting thing. We all experience it, but we don’t all experience it in the same way. What terrifies one person might barely bother another. Some people are afraid of heights. Others are afraid of the dark,… Continue Reading “WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?”
UNEXPECTED WRITING TWISTS
Sometimes a story begins with a clear destination, only to turn down an unexpected road and reveal that it has been leading somewhere else all along. Sometimes an idea begins as something small—a scene, a character, a conversation, or even a single thought. You… Continue Reading “UNEXPECTED WRITING TWISTS”
WHAT MAKES A PLACE TRULY HAUNTED
What Makes a Place Truly Haunted? When we think of a haunted place, we often imagine an old house with darkened windows that seem to watch us back, creaking floorboards that groan under invisible weight, and rooms thick with the residue of things long… Continue Reading “WHAT MAKES A PLACE TRULY HAUNTED”
A WALK THROUGH THE SHADOWS
Why I Write in the Dark There has always been something fascinating to me about the darkness. Not simply the frightening kind, but the mysteries hidden inside it—the things we cannot explain, the choices we make when we’re afraid, and the question of what… Continue Reading “A WALK THROUGH THE SHADOWS”
BATTLE OF THE BLADE
“Battle of the Blade” Salt bleeds into the cold ground, The demon makes a heavy sound. He stands before her open eyes, Underneath the empty skies. His fire hits against the stone, She stands in the dark alone. He offers her a crown of… Continue Reading “BATTLE OF THE BLADE”
TALES OF THE DEAD
“Tales of the Dead” I tell of tales that once were told That reach inside and grab your soul Of times when the blood would run cold From demons they were to behold Bloodthirsty and ravenous Their decision was unanimous, The demons, how they… Continue Reading “TALES OF THE DEAD”