Monthly Archives: January 2014

“Well?” the ice-eyed blonde snaps. “Are you ready?” “Yeah,” he says, standing, scrubbing his lips with the back of his hand, wincing as he swallows, feeling bloody glass and fire on the back of his tongue. “Get it out of … Continue reading →

I can hear her crying in the next room.  What makes her stay with the halfbreed, I cannot comprehend. It is either fear or guilt, but it could never be loyalty, could it? When he came for me, she stood … Continue reading →

When I bound, leap, lift, fly– –for a moment, escaping the hold Mother Earth has on my leather boots– –I imagine myself an angel, even as I come down, blade at the ready, to end your life, and take what … Continue reading →

Occasionally I think about you, the way you had this mouth that seemed to open up far too wide, and I am strangely, perversely enthralled by how much you held on to me, how long I felt you worm your … Continue reading →