Hope is a strawberry plucked in the barely light of morning and while no words could do justice to describe the void that was felt, she managed a smile and resumed her daily chores. "I just wish there was some way I could come and visit you; I mean it's been nearly two years since … Continue reading The Serene Philosophy Of The Early Morn’ Is Steadying

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 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