Folding a newspaper one sat on the bench, alone watching the park go by.
Another dressed in white sat next to one. Two sat and crossed their legs.
“Good morning”
“Good morning to you too”
“…”
“…”
The two sat in silence for a while.
“Hear about the hike in electricity cost?”
“I heard they’re putting in place new solar panels.”
“I think it’s too costly for here.”
“I think it’s imported from...
Past the veil of death and decay
As you lie there, wait and pray
The boatman greets you hollow and cold
Two coins cover your eyes, a gift to behold
A river of night, a river of blood
A river of lost souls stuck in mud
The river lay endless, no land in sight
Blink twice and try as you might
Until the boatman’s gone, your feet meet ground
A land unknown, a sight unbound
Walk through the land of the...
“So we go in the middle of the night”
“Obviously”
“I wear my tux and you bring your inflatable dinosaur costume”
“I thought this would be stealth?”
“Alright, you bring your deflated dinosaur costume”
“I’ll inflate it as we escape”
“Wearing my _charming _tuxedo I seduce the guards and have them fainted with sheer blood pressure”
“As if, you’d be lucky if the teller didn’t press the silent al...
Flowing water is cleaner than stagnant bodies
River beds lay murk, mud and rubble
When rain falls, it is all kicked up
Sullying the clear waters
While pushing the murk downstream
Stagnant bodies turn to murky waters through rain
And find their mud and rubble settle over time
Though it settles where it was
Being contained within itself
Unchanged by the event
Flowing water is cleaner than stagnant...
I am made entirely of flaws, stitched together by good intentions.
The seams I show are only what hasn’t unravelled yet.
I find new fabric to piece to myself, fabric found in others.
Weaving together a part of them to make up what I’m missing, cover what I lack.
I stitch patches over broken seams, thread promises around ones already broken.
All I am is a doll, whose stuffing is heavier than stone...
Rarely amidst the vast void of the cosmos, there lay planets, not clung to stars like many others, adrift in the stellar cold of space.
And among those rarities, even more seldom. There is life.
Darkness roams the cold as brothers in arms, the light of distant stars laugh while their glow dare not touch the planet. A home of night, a home of cold, a home of outcasts.
Massive ruins of ships tur...
Like a child being interrogated
It meekly brought itself to the table
Opened its eyes to the larger presences
And spoke
It told of happenings the way only a child could
Spoke with a shaky voice with eyes darting down
Describing the scene and reliving it at the same time
All the while acting like a child, the truth was hidden
Reality being obscured by feelings and emotion
Only slowing letting fac...
Once a year the waters recede to their lowest point, falling enough to touch the coral bed that usually lay far beneath lengths of water.
Locals call it unfortunate, the coral often comes near to dying by the animals that take the chance to feed off of them. Out-of-towners come from far and wide to see it happen, as nowhere else is there such a clean decline from the beach to the coral bed, enou...
A door sat in a field, held up by no walls, a monument to the flats that surrounded it.
The door creaked open, rustling the grass as it carved out the ground beneath it opening with nones force behind it.
To the door with no house, to the door with no walls, to the door that lay a monument to the flats. To the room within its wooden fixtures that should not be there.
Dust layering the floor ...
Street lights faded to darkness as they took a step into the alley, muted sounds and the echoes of whispers bounced through the tight walkways.
“We need to get out of here, now!” He squeaked, putting a hand to the wall only to jerk it away at the cold sensation that wet his hand.
“The streets are just as bad if not worse. Especially now” She cautioned to him.
Treading the dark alley, ambient ...
