Monthly Archives: September 2015
Motherland II
Look out the windows at the shining days, the caught-ups, the ones who blithely move through life with an assurance of peace, and a blindness to the voracity of despair. Remember yet again that to resist, to strive against the … Continue reading
DeathWatch No. 88 – Very Well, Then, I Accept
This is Issue #88 of DeathWatch, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find ‘A Beginning’ and read from there, if you need to catch up. Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * * * Acer’s bronze skin held the kind of blush … Continue reading
Remember
In a hall of jade (and then it is subway tile and then it is sandstone and then it is glass) there are rooms (and then there are none and then there is one and then there are multitudes) and … Continue reading
Fed
That fullflush feeling of heady high; standing up in front of everyone, everything, and saying my piece. Finally having peace. Appeasing the monstrous thing in me that wants to be fed, has to be fed. It’s a glorious thing, to … Continue reading
How I Am
You ask me how I am. You ask me how my life is. I never tell you. I never really tell you, because I always spill. I always tell everyone everything. I always rip open and let it loose and … Continue reading