Short stories & poems

The sky’s dark & dead

Empty

Who killed off the stars?

Satellites in the galaxy show nothing

No meteorites, asteroids, shooting stars

There is no movement, no sound waves, no any waves

It seems the universe has shut down

Lights are dimming down

Turning off

We have limited time

The blackness seems to reach out for forever

Darkness haunting the sky

The sun has disappeared

Where is everyone?

What ...

I need it off. I need to be clean. I can feel the oil and the dust against my skin. I need my skin off. It feels tight. Coated. Heavy. Sickly. Mucky.

I quickly get in the shower, and turn it on burning hot. I can barely stand the heat. But I can’t stand the dirt more.

I grab a rag and start dragging it and grating it against my skin. Quickly. And hard. I can feel my skin coming off as red marks ...

Somethings lay broken,

Unspoken.

But at midnight it’s their token,

The unspoken becomes spoken....

Raindrops cleans the dying soul

Tear drops snuff the burning coals

Primal screams release hatred

Nightmare dreams never sacred...

I stared down at the water beneath me, my mind wandering to what I knew sat at the bottom of the lake.

The body of my sister.

I didn’t mean to kill her. It really was a simple accident. But she shouldn’t have shouted at me like that, not when I had that rock in my hand.

I swing the rock at her, not just once. I beat her and beat her until she was unrecognizable. She was nothing but a bloody pi...

It was getting cold. A thin cloud of mist hovered over the dirt path that lead to the stone gate harbouring an old wooden shield on wich washed away letters were engraved: 'Graveyard of the forgotten souls'. It wasn't immense nor grandiose nor particularly decorative, this graveyard, simple stone graves were scattered across the valley as if the deceased had been hazardously tossed upon the cemet...

The party was deafening. Kids throwing toys around, screaming constantly. I was the birthday girl. But it wasn’t exciting—more, indifferent. My hair was in a ponytail, my bow’s ribbons sticking out, the pink standing out. My beautiful pink dress was sparkly, and I had a badge on the right side of my chest that read, “Happy Birthday Clara!” written in dramatic letters. I acted like I was having a g...

I can’t believe this. I feel dizzy. This can’t be happening. It’s inhuman. On the news, my family and I had just heard the newest international mandate. Due to overpopulation, one person from each household must be sacrificed.

“Oh goodness,” My mom says, her hand covering her mouth in her usual lady-like demeanor.

“Dammit, this is just a stupid prank, isn’t it?” Dwight, my older brother, yells, f...

I escaped in the woods

Just for a moment to breathe

That’s where I met a woman

She told me it’s time to scream

I didn’t think twice, just opened my mouth

The sound I released sharpened my teeth

I felt my tongue slither and try to spill out

Blood flowed down my face and stained all the leaves

I did not try to stop the scream

It felt good to rip it all out

A hungry creature that needed to eat

...

Stars dancing across the waters edge. Souls sneak in though the darkness’s grasp. What’s one to do when there’s nothing to be done?

You’ve run from the church in your cotton blue dress, you run to the hill. A tear slips. You’re gaining speed as your run, run, run. Branches scar your face as you push past with no care. Your hair comes undone. Your ribbons off, now owned by the darkness.

Finally...