Monthly Archives: October 2014
Hemmed In
She stumbled along, hands outstretched, fingertips clinging to the sides of the alleyway, scraping, the rough brick stinging. Her whole body ached, and she couldn’t remember where she was going, or why she was going there. Everything was blurry, and … Continue reading
In Keeping
By the eight faces of the midnight moon, by her ninth face which is blood, and her holy reach, which is unto the depths, I conjure thee. I give thee the gift of sight, which is fire, and I give … Continue reading
New Moon
When the moon calls us, when it gets under our skin and behind our eyes, all I can think of is its bright face, the sweet high bliss of it screamsinging inside me, buried somewhere so far below it is … Continue reading
For Abbie
This is short, and I’m not sure I truly did it justice, but this was prompted by my dearest friend Abbie, who writes fiction at Dust on the Keyboard. * * * Three weeks ago, I died. It wasn’t a … Continue reading
Sensing Autumn
Seasons darken and come round again to this dark time, where the candles come out, and all round are spectres of the past, of what might have been, of cold drafts and dark thoughts and an inability to get and … Continue reading