Poetry, Horror, Psychological Thrillers
Fire and Ice Deteriorated, it wasn’t working anymore, hadn’t worked for a long time. I did all I could. Days pass, clear, windy. Worn ways discarded, not an easy process To let go of the friendly, broken old. But stability,...
The Curvature of Your Lips You wear that smile like my second skin and those eyes burn through me mesmerizing the movement of my soul. Your twilight-tinctured touch sends chills trailing across my nerve cells. My muddled mind collapses from...
At a Loss I remember breathing rhythmically rising resisting release and then collapse I remember when I could say your name without the pain but there’s a pang now that haunts Like a tongue twister to choke then elope to...
Thank you for stopping by. This poem can now be found in my poetry collection “Origami Stars and Hot Air Moon” published by Winter Goose Publishing. For links to poetry prompts, or if you missed out on what I’m...
If I had a nickel for every time I felt brave, well, I’d be broke. But if I had a nickel for every time I trembled to my core and followed my heart anyway, then I’d be rich. For...
