She is The Martyr. Gifted to us, by God, as Freedom from our Sins. All we need do is be the hand that carries the Whip. A frayed rope of old, exposed wires and duct tape. We walk, we pray, we lash. One for each awful thought, every temptation satisfied, every gilded rule broken. The … Continue reading Gaia
If there was anything in this world that I would desperately cling to; it is your life, your love, your smile. How cruel is fate to have brought you into my timid embrace only to rip you from my empty arms; removing you from this place that is our future, undecided. How cruel she is … Continue reading To Begin an End
I am torn by the duality of my spirit. Destroyed by indecision, halted in hesitation. Am I cold and heartless? Merciful and compassionate? I spend countless hours exploring my soul. After ages passed, I still do not know.
The man jumps from the cathedral roof, arms and legs splayed out beside him as if to catch the wind.Instead he catches the sturdy wing of a two century old gargoyle. Pain ripped through his shoulder as he jolted to a halt; dangling 600 ft from the ground staring into the stony face of his … Continue reading Hearts of Stone
An excerpt from Scavenger Hunt: a short story from the End of the World. Chapters One and Two can be found in my e-publication, Devil's Presents Gift Wrapped volume One available at Smashwords (https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/814130) and many of your favorite E-book retailers. This anthology is available Free for download for an unlimited time. (Also, seen on my … Continue reading Scavenger Hunt
My tongue is tied, my mouth is dry. How could I ever speak these words? My throat is closed, my toes are cold. How could I ever, "Repeat after me" My thoughts are clouded, my mind is shrouded. It seems I am unable to even whisper. I know what to say on this special day and … Continue reading Hopelessly Devoted