Tag Archives: death
Within
There is this in within me, where I have tattooed black stars. They are where the in within me reaches out to come out, where I am feather and hollow bone. Where I am not as sturdy as I look, … Continue reading
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
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
Waking To These Thoughts
Dreams were still there, still coming, the kind that left him waking in a cold sweat, chilled and petrified, feverish and trembling. The world was terror for him, in the dark moments of waking in the middle of the night, … Continue reading
A Piece Of Him
“Where is she?” “D’know–” The thud echoed wetly in the dark room, and there was a dripping sound as spatter connected with floor and walls. “Where is she?” “Told you, I–” Another thud, but the sound was turning into a … Continue reading