Tag Archives: poetry
Love and War
She had that kind of smile that was piercing; once it fixed on you, you were going to be broken, no matter how iron your will, no matter how strong your shield. She did not slip a dagger between the … Continue reading
Safety Glass
When he is at his most fragile, when he is at his breaking point, he must always remember: if he is broken, he is good for little more than cutting anyone who reaches out to him. If he is to … Continue reading
Welcome Home
Slogging through an eternal winter of the mind, fingers and heart numb, eyelids heavy from frost and self hate. The world is perpetually dark, with a pale, weakling sun, who never quite comes above the horizon, circling around the perimeter … Continue reading
Depression: The Motherland
You think you know what it is to be in the black hole under the paws of the black dog surrounded by and suffocating from a black heart because you have been there. You say you have been there. I … Continue reading
Terror I Know
The terror I know does not come from gore, not from killers or monsters with bone fingers or the slow, steady gait that will always catch a victim who is running through the woods. It does not come from skeletons … Continue reading