I think I loved you
In my way
I shuddered at your beauty
When you bared your soul
Drunk
Happy
Sad
Lovely
I did not flinch
But clamored to you
Your company as sweet
As the cigar smoke on our tongues
Strange that even if I could
Even as I know how we would fit
I would never kiss you
My home and heart is full
But the love isn...
I hate working nights.
There’s so much that’s inconvenient about it. The sleep schedule shift, the fact that nothing is open should you like to buy something, and there is this odd sort of unreality in the atmosphere. It’s a feeling of isolation. I work for a telecom company that handles emergency repairs and things break at all hours of the day so it’s not uncommon that I may have to work night...
It ran from just below her hand up to the tip of her littlest finger. The jagged line pigmentless, throwing into sharp relief the warm coloring of her skin.
The defensive wound never failed to fill her stomach with the ghost of her primal fear but she supposed she should count herself lucky. To this day she couldn’t imagine why the man had attacked. The police had said the drug induced mania had...
Through the cancerous medicine of isolation
The deep waves, they roll and roll
A supposed boon to our nation
Men’s hearts pay a mighty toll
Sleep unattainable so it seems
The red eyes, the tired mind
Somewhere between these waking dreams
Endlessly running, always behind
When a person is surrounded by steel
It is in sharp relief how fragile they are
Crushed and chewed by the machines wheel
We kn...
The kingdoms of Carfington and Aliena had been at war as long as anyone in either place could remember. However, when the King of Carfington’s conclave of mages discovered a magical weapon known as The Occidis, the scope of the fighting had changed forever.
The Occidis, to most, had been mere myth. It was rumored to have the power to detonate a sweeping blast of pure magical energy that would ri...
As I pace the room and rack my brain, I feel the gears turning and outputting nothing but the dark smoke of frustration. I’ve been at this for hours and I am no closer to a conclusion.
I’ve tried all my old tricks. I’ve gone for a walk: nothing.
I’ve listened to music: nada.
I’ve even, in my desperation, resorted to the classic Google search, “How to overcome writers block” tried several of the ...
