“There’s something off about her,” Daniel said. Daniel was sitting at the bar surrounded by a disarray of empty glasses and a half-eaten bowl of popcorn. The long narrow barroom was illuminated by the gray gloom of a rainy afternoon seeping past the neon...
Stepping into the chilly night air, the tequila shots went straight to my head! Last thing I remember was stroking your hair, pulling you in for a long goodnight kiss, before making my way home. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, I slipped off my shoes, p...
The Princess’ Grief Princess Artanna of Tan Kolar watched her mother sink to the ground and lie still. Litanus, the acolyte of her father who had done the deed, released the garotte from around the woman’s neck. He knelt and confirmed that she was dead. T...
Against shadows and hoards whispering minor chords listening to your breath of Frankincense and Myrrh rising to your Kismet touch by the light of the world, I cannot see for here I am and there you are rising to your Kismet
I found her curled beneath a creosote bush, three miles out, where no one ever goes.Her parched lips mouthed, "I knew you'd come."I nursed her in my shelter, beneath the red stone cliff. Water first, in tiny sips, then slowly bits of food. At nightfall we...
“The settlement of the Czechoslovakian problem, which has now been achieved is, in my view, only the prelude to a larger settlement in which all Europe may find peace. This morning I had another talk with the German Chancellor, Herr Hitler, and here is th...
A portrait of Autumn with golden crisp Autumn leaves and aging whiskey of wispy winds falling leaves of purple and gold from a barren branch holding its breath of cinnamon-scented mist and aging whiskey
To think, I am a little bit quirky listening to the night winds blow a whimsical bellow of twilight prose from my maddening shrilling quill unacceptable kernels of succotash only because of the raven's chill entering my mind's dark sanctum listening to th...
In my experience, most people don't believe in death. Well, they don't believe in it entirely. Some believe that death is a portal to another dimension. A dimension that is dictated by your actions on earth. If a higher being deems you worthy, you are wel...
With a hullabaloo in my househiding it under my tongueby the oxen yokedark sprung, O Holy Frightlocked in the twilightwhere the cold moon hungon the tip of my nose exhaling the ghostin condensationof my quotesby the oxen yoke
It had been another long night at the dance club and the staff couldn't wait for the bright lights to be turned on signaling the end of the evening. The waitresses began to clean off the tables as the floor security ushered the patrons up the flight of st...
Oh God, I want to get out of here," she moaned aloud to no one in particular. "Leave? Before the fireworks at midnight?" I, handsomely dressed in a black suit, slipped onto a barstool beside her. “Do I know you, sweetie?” She didn't turn towards me when s...
It’s that moment when you know you’re being watched; when an invisible hand reaches into your dreams and drags you back to reality. The shock sends your heart racing, the panic intensifying when inner voices whisper, Don’t make a sound, something’s not ri...
“I really despise this couch. Everything about it. You need to get a new one, or I’ll stop coming to these little chats.” “Focus, Daniella,” the therapist’s voice is low and colorless, like a forced kind of calming. “You were going to tell me about that n...
Mom screams. Short and piercing like she’s just stumbled across something startling. Her shriek comes from downstairs. ‘Sounds like she’s in the kitchen but why is she awake and out of bed at this hour?’She screams again, calling my name. ‘She needs me.’...
