Poetry: Blank Canvas
Primed in white or black, or whatever color you please. Or simply left natural, pure and solus, The sparks of creativity are home to possibilities, Ready to be painted upon the blank canvas. Perhaps… […]
Flash Fiction: At the End of the Hall
I remember it like one remembers a dream. Much like a dream one struggles to remember during the day, this place fades as I recount the experience. I was standing in a meadow of grey. The sky […]
Dead-end job
I should start with this. I’m Michael and I died about a year and a half ago. I was walking back to work after my lunch break when a moving […]
Sunflower Girl
She roots herself in the open meadow, Next to the flowers she loves, Mimicking their amber faces, Turning to the rays of the sun. The tender kiss of the breeze, […]
Moon Lit Friend
Forever to be lost and alone. I travel down a path I know not where it goes. The trees become more and more bare The ground becomes less and less […]
Viking Sonnet Song
Wrathful waves clashing against ashen slabs, Raking masts upon the auburn heavens. A whipped-worn sail where at which the winds stabs, For its aged soul, friable shores beckons. Cutthroat drums […]