Tried to take away your dignity Tried to take away your pride Now you’re dancing with the spirits Beneath a watercolor sky How far Did you walk that day How many Did you lose along the way The sky’s gone grey With winter’s frost Break the chains At all cost When the crows come We’ll load them down with stones Beneath the willow trees There’s nothing left but bones Broken boats Of clay and mud The current strong And red wi...

I am a monster. At least that’s what I’ve been told by the man who gave me life. Viktor. No, he is not my father. I have no father. Nor a mother. I was born in a laboratory during a storm, an amalgamation of body parts stolen from various graveyards. He told me that I should be grateful that he chose only the prettiest of corpses so that I would be beautiful and I guess I am. Beautiful, that is, or at least that’s what I’...

Getting up to the attic is a chore these days. Hell, some mornings just getting out of bed is a chore. Still on the right side of the lawn though, which is something. So full of history up here. The weight of it lies heavy on my shoulders at times. Featherlight at others. Dusty boxes labeled with memories line the walls. Lone bulb flickering, doing its best to keep the light going. I know how it feels. Grampy used to come...