Ghosts in the Garden | Part II
it must have been a dream I followed her through that garden gate a lonely path winding through the darkened wood away from the ball I began to follow it […]
Tag Archives: Death
Ghosts in the Garden
Three, two, one. . . Music starting now The electric sky is cold tonight Ghosts stepping out all dressed in white The girls curtsy – the boys bow – One, […]
Mr. Nobody
there’s a little piece of parchment, love frayed upon its every edge where the years have worn the fibers and upon it’s fragile surface has been scrawled a simple pledge […]
Will it never be day?
We’ve lost this fight, my friends, we’ve lost Surrendered the cause as we sheathed our old swords The blood of the innocent painted on doors Machines of decay grind the […]
One Last Dance
The little veins, like tiny river beds, sprawled symmetrically across the worn surface of the old leaf. But a season old, he had lived to the ripe age of three […]
The Catalyst: Part V
Abra-Cadaver This had been, hands down, one of the worst days of my life. One moment I’m off the coast of Canada in the Boundary Waters of the North Atlantic working […]
The Catalyst: Part IV
Introductions “Every weekend, the same old nonsense!” The raspy, high-pitched voice indicated a female smoker. Her wild inflections and accusatory onslaught of her companion indicated it was not likely tobacco […]
The Catalyst: Part III
Alone in Atlantis The rhythmic smack-i-ta, crack-i-ta of the sparks grew stronger the farther down the corridor I went and the closer to the conduit I drew myself. I wasn’t […]
The Catalyst: Part II
A Citizen of Laurentia The dark halls were littered with broken beams and shattered glass. The only light was the haphazard torrent of sparks at the end of the corridor […]
Conscience Makes us Cowards and Dying Makes us Brave
I . . . I . . . I . . . I . . . I just don’t know where I should start anymore I drip from the pen […]
Rhyme Written In Red 