We call her the Emma Bruegel Project; she's been in our care ever since her grandmother left her at the doorstep. She was twelve and yet there was a maturity around her that couldn't be explained. "But doctor, surely there is no reason for us to keep her here any longer," the nurse eyed the … Continue reading Hostage In Her Own Mind
Lust is a chocolate bar made with cocoa powder, coconut oil, honey, and vanilla that melts upon the tongue and deprives one of better sense and judgment. Sometimes I wonder how morose the lyrics would be if one were to transform this one-sided love story into a song. You tortured me in the most caring … Continue reading Somewhere along the way
She chewed on blood red fingernails oblivious to how bitter was wind; her heart pounding as she placed a bouquet of lilies upon the grave. She knew no one would pass here due to rain and rolling mist. Her pretty face went pale as marble over tombstone as she heard a familiar voice cackling from … Continue reading The Dupe Diaries
She counts words and makes vow to the moon and stars. She cares not for frivolous remarks and shuns reluctance and negativity that dares to cross her path. "You see they don't understand what writing means to me." Her dark brown hair fell down in a tangled mess on her face as she struggled with … Continue reading Of Madness and Muse
She clawed in frustration as the moon shone upon the grave; her fingertips soaked in dirt and blood. A hundred years had passed since the ghosts had spoken to her about Eric, a hundred years had passed since she last ate or drank a bottle of wine. She heard the owls screeching as the wind … Continue reading Healing Wish
There is a fine line between coincidence and stalking. I was getting out of the car in a vacant parking lot when it happened. The air suddenly grew cold and my breath stopped short. Shadows creeping from far off corners caused fear to trickle down my spine. I hastened to a nearby cafe around noon … Continue reading Sinister Shadows