A man stayed up late into the night and wrote on dreams. His wife had gone to bed, and he was left to his faulty mechanism, his midnight mind. The man was an architect who had always dreamed of being something very different from what he was. So on this night, he confessed into the…
Tag: Loss
Heart Light Festival | 100 Word Story
Little lines from our hearts light up the midnight roads. I can hear the call of spotted owls and sleepy toads. As the sounds of the festival dull to a hum, and the smells of the day boil down to sugar and rum, I reminisce on the past, these memories made of glass, that cut…
Amethyst Drapes | Poem
Here in my depths shielding all life through amethyst drapes, I bury my intentions in darkness hoping all others only surrender to me their light Claws long and dark Ripping cuts into immortal flesh, I bury my sins within myself hoping all others only grace me with their virtue Eyes red from hellfire and tears…
fading sadness | poem
always present, but presently fading
Sammicakes 