Tag Archives: grief
The Cruel And Infinite Universe
Something wasn’t right from the moment he pulled in the driveway. It’s that sense that he had, that all of them had — family. Family was to be protected…. so what happened? In the front door, and he could smell … Continue reading
Sharply Blue
He remembered the first time he thought he was going to die. Blood reddened his white shirt, ran over his chest and shoulders, wet and warm and somehow wrong — the sight of blood disturbs some; the sight of one’s … Continue reading
With Your Heavy Fists
Pull the words out from behind my eyes; they’re saltstained and tearfresh. Every time he looks to his right, there is bittenback fury — he’s so tired of hearing the same thing over and and over and over and over … Continue reading
Wearing The Bones And Blood
His leaving was unremarked by everyone, save for the girl, who felt hollow with his going. In the other bedroom, Claire whispered “Come back,” but no one could hear her in their own dreams. Less than an hour later, however, … Continue reading
To Say Goodbye
The rain outside was lazy, not even quite drizzling down and covering the world in a freakishly thick mist, giving everything an ephemeral quality that would make most anyone simply want to curl up and get back to sleep. Not … Continue reading