Saint Victor the Benevolent. The heroine of each tale spun from a bitter mother's lips.

He is watching you, they say. Victor the Benevolent sees each time you swipe a coin from father's satchel, hears every word in the lies you tell to plead your case. Victor the Benevolent knows all, the mothers say. And he will not forgive another misbehavior.

Looking at Saint Victor the Benevolent now, I star...

“Hey, look it’s a grave! Quick don’t breathe..”

Trust me I wasn’t breathing

My lungs are giving out

My vocals are broken

I dig deeper into my arms, legs, and chest

**_Breathe_**__

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My eyes roll back

Blood drips to the floor

Scars from head to toe

**_Breathe_**__

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What’s my name?

Is that the ambulance?

Who’s shouting?

Who’s...

I am awakened by the humming of beautiful sounds, a voice so smooth and drawing I have no choice but to follow it. The newly installed slab of cement with my name on it tells me, this is where I’m supposed to be. I look around, it’s silent and unlively; names lie everywhere. This is not where I’m supposed to be, not yet. I follow the ever so sweet sound towards a light that wasn’t there before. I ...

Scream your own name at me

Cry out your birth day, your death day

Plead with the earth to remember your life

Beg me to acknowledge you had a soul

I feel you shaking beneath me

Trembling with the fury that kept you warm

You miss the blood that kept you hot

You want back what you silenced and shed

You were birthed in a dying world

By a desperate woman

You fought life as a feral creature

Death ha...

As she walked up the steps to the gate, Arabelle was uncomfortably aware of the graves scattered around her. She had a faint memory of how she got to this place, but at the moment, her clearest memory was waking up and feeling the cold damp stone that her face was pressed against. She remembered getting to her feet and seeing a warm bright light about a hundred feet away from her. She wasn’t sure ...

i know it's pretty fucking difficult. i know it hurts like hell. i know you have a million thoughts in your head and you're i know it's pretty fucking difficult. i know it hurts like hell. i know you have a million thoughts in your head and you're repeating the same questions over and over. i know it feels like this pain will be forever and right now there is nothing ahead of you but darkness. i k...

The castle in the sky is a old legend from long ago about a castle that floated up to the sky. Hi, I’m Dogday, me and my friends are trying to find the castle in the sky. I don’t think it’s true but it might be.

‘Rattle rattle’ the plane is shaking severely “DogDay?” Hoppy asks “Yes?” “Why is the plane heading towards something in the sky?” I look at hoppy and then run to the cockpit. There it wa...

In the shadow of Our Lady of Sorrows Catholic Day School stood a graveyard. I had never dared to set my pretty foot in it. My maternal grandmother who was from the islands always coughed out tales of ‘jumbies’ –ghouls, demons, ghosts, and whatever other malevolent spirit you could think of. Along with these jumble stories came a long list of superstitions, and of course one of them was to always w...

I crawl through the dirt, the mist and grime. On hands and knees I creep ever closer to the great mosolium. I castle of death, centered around this vast and full cemetary. The stench of death perfectly mixed with the moisture of the air assaults my nose, overwhelming as it is, I continue on. Crawling passed graves and crypts. Each looking ancient and forgotten, dirty and barely legible. I see the ...

No matter where you are or what youre going through, always believe that there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Just choose to focus on one thing at a time. Speak your truth even if your voice shakes. As time passes, nobody stays the same, but some people will still tell you that you have changed. Circumstances will direct you, correct you, and perfect you over time. When you get older you'll ...