“A hole I have, for a heart. A raging ocean I have, for a mind. Cruelty is a […]
Fiction
A memory. A moment. Like one cruel awakening with Alzheimer’s Disease. Something gone from the mind, then the […]
A: How much to ever feel anger for? B: Nothing and everything. A: Do you love her? B: […]
I have lifted. I have always cried. Of stones that were carried in my arms, while tears fell […]
My love, where you sing your cries on an empire of your Hellish loneliness. How can the churches […]
How often does a memory last, wrapped in the thorny shrub of one’s heart? I’ve often twisted myself […]
A: You must comprehend where his hatred originated, his anger originated, for it was not something he ever […]
To be the victim, or to create victims, in a world where tears cannot let go without running […]
“A lie is imagination, burning an image into sight only ever convincing. The truth, however, is something that […]
Emotion. Aflame, with attempted designation to the rope. The rope, for it cannot be cut with a knife. […]
She holds a smile in her hands, while filming the ocean’s sounds with her heart. Sounds that return […]
How much bloodCan erase the letters on these worn pages?I have become something elseTo the bitternessOf one heart, […]
