His eyes are soft. The lighting of day changes their appearance vividly. Under the warmth of the sun, they glow gold like honey. With an overcast, his iris takes on a greenish hue.
He does not have the eyes of a killer.
Yet, in the dark. They’re like two black mirrors catching and holding the smallest glimpse of light. Cold and despondent....
Another appointment. A second opinion. Yet it all keeps coming back the same. They say I’m healthy, I’m still young. Just pushing 30 years old, “you’re still in your prime!”
But how is this my prime? When I feel the lowest I’ve ever been. When dark of night is stretched thin into the glow of twilight, another restless night. When my appetite shrinks into nothing. My focus, now dull. I’ve grown de...
Back then, things weren’t too strange between us strangers. We were grifters. Traveling one town to another in search for work. Gold mines, farmhands. Hell, even the role of barhand. But what we were really looking for wasn’t work. It was trouble. Any time those saloon doors swung open was like the tumbling of a slot machine you’d find on one of them fancy river boats out east. Always hoping it wa...
I am a beauty to be seen. Shimmering, shining. Churning, restless. I am a slave to the phases of the moon. Within consists countless monsters of the deep; leviathans, and gentle giants, too.
What I take, I will never give back. And what life I give, I will always take back.
I exist in seven bodies. I am every shade of green and blue. Under the night sky we meet at the horizon line and blur toget...