Tag Archives: blood
Word a second: minute of confusion
There is a special sort of horror in wondering how you got where you are and wondering as well how you will get out of it, especially when you cannot see, and all you can smell is blood, and all … Continue reading
The Only Silver
We press onward through the night, hands clasped, sleepstepping through nightmare marshes, leading one another, blind and deaf and breathing in the scent of blood and moonlight, the only silver that can touch us without leaving a scar.
I Would Be Fed
Occasionally I see you, and I want to peel your skin away and wear it. I would make a gorgeous you, but I would get to keep all of my insides. I like my insides best, but I like your … Continue reading
It Wasn’t Me
So easily the center of his chest had opened, a blossom, a poppy, spreading in a flash of redblack. He dropped to the concrete, his knees buckling, eyes rolling to the back of his head. When he struck the ground, … Continue reading
Coming Through
Splendor within the ripples of a glass of red; if you’re reading this, she holds it to her lips and he watches her drink. He watches her swallow. He watches the way you’ve been in a coma her throat moves … Continue reading