You learn to no longer trust any flicker emanating nearby,sweeping over mysterious blueprints each time,memory is the victim of histories crashing and splintering into one another,as these engines tremble, begin to grow venomous.You should have known better, love,than to rewrite such delicate narratives over and over,losing track of scribbled pages inked on the skinand walls I'll eventually unearth the many codes of.I jus...

Back in Carpenters hometown a messenger from the telegraph station rode out to the ranch the day after he sent his telegram. He was met by the ranch foreman shortly after passing through the gate and was informed that the boss was out but he could slip the message under the door. The messenger hesitated for a moment until the foreman tipped him handsomely then he complied. When Carpenter and Holly returned from their plac...

 In the nightno way outat how many harboursthe lost mancome singing.In a different lightthe sailorseeks the road backtrying to remember.

He opened his eyes and found himself floating over his own bed. He watched in surprise as his body below shifted restlessly in sleep. He tried to re-enter his body but found he was unable. He felt an oppression in the room, trying to wake up but finding himself stuck in his dream, unable to enter his sleeping form again. As he looked away from his bed for the first time he noticed a giant bubble emerging through the open...

A tumbleweed gently rolls by, pushed by a gentle breeze across weeds growing in cracks through an abandoned street, covered by years of silt and dust. Walking along, cold reminders of past lives reveal themselves:Pieces of railroad track lie broken,where once was a major entryway bringing in supplies and new neighbors...The shell of an old tavern, once the center of town, entertaining friends and creating new lovers...A r...

Is it possible to cope simultaneously with the torment of choosing whether I will to stay and accept less than I desire, or the agony of wanting to walk away because I know you'll never be able to give me what I want? Something that means everything to me. Torn between the exhilaration of a very deep love, or despair born of knowing I walked away from what little I had. Can the heartbreak and grief of a futile want be mea...

Maybe one day...all those words of love will come true.Maybe somedayI'll be with herinner turmoil gone. a future carved outmaybe hugs will happenkisses and other sweetness.I have to hope.I have to allow myself to believe. Maybe one day...

As an unborn child, I had no place. Not a legal name. Not even a trace of who I was or where I came from. As a child growing up I never belonged. The other had families... I had a check coming every month to keep my mouth shut. I paid for my friends. I always had plenty money. I gave as they asked without any hurry. As I grew into the woman I am now, not any wiser most would say, I have always loved you and love you with...

He's a creep. Perverted mumblings,truer than you realise.The anonymity of the internet,a suitable cloak.He makes me choke.Proof, I have none,but it's clear to see. What he is, starts with "p" and ends in “e”.

Gwen woke and felt really wasted. She lay in bed not moving, trying to remember what happened. The last thing she remembered, was talking to the older vampire, Andrei. Vampires, oh how she hated them. She had to get out of there fast. She thought, "Am I a prisoner?" She sure felt like one. She needed to join her pack and run again. The moon was still full and her pack ran and hunted. She wanted her stuff and a ride back t...

As soon as they arrived at the ranch Holly leapt off the horse and headed straight for the house and the stash of cows blood that was hidden there. She felt better after consuming a full bottle and apologized to Carpenter again for her actions. "It's just something else you will have to overcome and you will in time just as I did." "That man is dangerous." "Yes he is, but we still have the upper hand." "How do you figure?...

Bad day Nothing went right Problem after problem with no solution You have come to a conclusion You know tomorrow’s another day Until then I’ll lend an ear, I’ll lend an ear Bad week Everything went wrong So much stress You just want to rest You know next week will change Until then I’ll lend an ear, I’ll lend an ear Bad weeks Misfortune after misfortune You’re just so tired Your brain so wired You hope things will get be...

Sometimes you're only fading mist against windowpanes, trailing my every second as you have before. As if we're still encircling  the same unforgiving, violent mirrors of one another. I just wanted to stay wrapped up together, the knowing rhythm of our bodies perfuming the dark, the warmest place I'll remember, tracing bridges I've been meaning to mend. But it's not time to go yet, to say goodbye to the cracked vessels cr...

On the day we meet  you were upset and aloneSo, I opened my arms  and my heart to you. As I listened to you talk  I felt we grew closer. Until one day, you confirmed it, You asked me to be yours... I jumped at the chance as you had slowly became My sunshine  My rainbow after the rain. You were kind and caring and gave me back my hope. We were so happy, or so I thought. A few days ago, I received a message from you It aske...

Your touch will turn me to stone, even when it's just a whisper through the floors and walls, slipping through the locks and windows to graze with longing fingertips to remind me I've memorized every night this happens  and maybe you're too familiar to keep me here anymore,  maybe you've studied me with the same way I've mapped each intricacy that drew us too close. Like gravity's resolute pull, like the onset of a collap...