The ghost was a moment and the door locked like a plastic garbage can. She was glimmering white marble remembering, dreaming, and dancing to angels.
surprising, your empty bullets and blood soaked carpet instill within me thoughts of candlelight dinners, hot baths, rose gardens… a romanticized violence; I trail my fingers across sharp silver. can […]
white petals tempted will fall red.
bare feet uneven paths and calm walks in the woods the willows telling stories and apples. the slick moss covered the creek, an old blanket. lacy branches and crawling before […]
All dark and light burned in the old cemetery, damp and cold encouragement. The cold sky, visible and you’re not afraid of anything. everything.
The voice of the past, she could not understand a secret tongue. My darling was waiting for her. She dreamed and knew dread, singing poetry beautiful and perfectly formed.
To die for dreams and feelings. The glass glittered in fire and it was fatal attraction.
Desperately, the questions burning. Her mind had freely taken control. Just as angry, she would collapse. Better not to feel, to stay gold.
Breathed deeply and fallen in, so deep, screaming. Haunted, a ghost, dead and forgotten. Eyes huge and dark like an owls.
Self-indulgent, I could be unhappy my veins, blood. my lungs, air. It soothed me like melting crayons like blood pacts and teenage novels.
Memories of her lover, hunted by her past. She was always cut by sharp delusions, the experience. She doesn’t answer my letters. I loved her.
Uneven and rusted in areas and Creating hope, the rising sun as dark as trust gleaming with gold sunlight yet the day remains dark as night.
Bodies loaded into ambulances. Wood buried in hearts. Disgraced and beautiful and fragile, a dark mess and pure white eyes. I whispered into steady and calm chaos. The light shuddered, threatened […]
Dusty secrets and vampires for protection. Paying in blood and rebellion, I embark into daylight.
She caught her breath reddened cheeks, icy skin and blank eyes. Her mind was deadly and things had gone downhill, without any warning, to fates unknown. Threatening, staring holes into […]
Be safe and nothing will happen. We are not giving up with blood all over a cold, hard stare; a warning.