I had birthed a stranger. Every sensation felt like too much as I waited to see my son, who had just killed a man. The distant rattle of the officers’ equipment permeated my ears and my eyes shot up to see them escorting their captive, a small boy who only needed a single hand to restrain. I left my chair in a haste and forgot to bring my purse, running to take him from the officers as if that wou...

Fifth Entry of Summer Equinox

My Lord, it has become increasingly apparent with the overwhelming signs of temptation and methods of sin, that my human has begun to stray. This may be an occurrence of plethoric nature and I could be one of many Guardians who has shown concern, but being my first assignment, I cannot help but remain worrisome with where my human is going. I ask for assistanc...

We celebrate the living mostly during their time of death. I heard stories of tradition where awaking from a mere moment of slumber was a call for celebration. How hypocritical.

The many weeping figures in the room were those who believed such folly. The warm lighting covered the chapel’s interior decor. Surely an expensive venue for only a few words of remembrance. I let the man standing bef...

It happened in an instant. My face paled, hands shook, and heart raced. I gazed at the messy sight before me, a strange scent permeating my nostrils and a silence only interrupted by my quickened breaths.

Finally my eyes could move, they traveled downward at the artwork covering my hands, a Jackson Pollock splatter of color, only one though.

I hadn’t the ability to think, my body acted...

Happiness is but a degree of dispair

which we can tolarate.

Thus, I’ve just seen someone who may be old friends with it.

I watch from across a chasm, their beaming smile which is by no means genuine. Though the others who witness it, give warm returns. I admire them without praise, perhaps studying them, trying to find a crack of that light. Trying to find myself. But all I see is a forged warmth ...

This person is not one I love,

They may be one I detest,

But even so,

I’d walk alongside them atop thorns.

They hold ever present flaws,

Countless difficulties,

And a freight of abnormalites.

They cannot love, incapable of it.

They hate, susceptible to it.

They think only of themselves,

And are called out on it.

To gaze into the eyes,

Is to gaze into the soul.

And my soul is an inferno,

Swirl...