Underneath the Hangin’ Tree

I knew we were forever on that late January night when you carved our initials into the stained bark, in the dark at the base of the Hangin’ Tree. It sealed a pact and a promise that I gave freely as you came to me dressed in the flesh of the one I adored, at the time. An … Continue reading Underneath the Hangin’ Tree

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dybbuk box

Maybe I do think Hell is full and maybe, just maybe, I know for a fact that devils roam among us. Maybe I found one. Maybe I know one; and maybe he laughs like sin is a flight of fancy while he watches from his solicitous shadows. Enticing, that daemon, he ignites a barely controlled … Continue reading dybbuk box

The Back-burner Yawp

The Back-burner Yawp You know, All this magnificent mess before you, Beauty by My Eyes Bloody Well Ache... Remember me? That brilliant bitch that resembles who I was?   It's tough on me too It's hard on ME, too Did you realise, that I'm getting hit from all sides? Forever explaining and justifying Swallowing my … Continue reading The Back-burner Yawp

Loaded Question

Why don’t I believe in God? That, my friend, is a loaded question and the bullets are defined and honed to offend, no matter what my response   But since you asked, and remember, this is my opinion, not yours - I think the fundamental lessons that we learn from birth, that unbidden and undefined … Continue reading Loaded Question

Billy’s New Friends

written by my talented sister Carolyn

Words From The Underground

Little Billy walked home from school that day, same as every day, past the old playground next to the abandoned church. Not sure why it was even still around…there were weeds everywhere and all the equipment was falling apart. Only one swing on the swingset was still intact. As he passed by he could hear the chains squeaking when the wind blew upon it. He wasn’t sure why but it creeped him out a lot. He wished he didn’t have to go anywhere near it but it was the quickest way home.
He had left school later than usual because Tommy was waiting for him outside the doors. Tommy was the school bully and he knew if he’d left when he was supposed to right after school he’d have been in really bad shape by the time he got home. It had happened before and he didn’t want to deal…

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the accurate definition

I could climb the stairs again and again  yes I know that - I do know that  its the accurate  definition of  insanity, but - but what if it was  just as difficult  to stand in one place staring at the door  for eternity never knowing that  those stairs laying there beyond the doorway lead upwards … Continue reading the accurate definition

Just. Keep. Breathing.

Just keep breathing I'm trying but Wheezing whining crying alone In the dark The elephant It's on my chest And it's giving delighted gifts; (huge butt wiggles) While I still try furiously futilely fight The constant war Between the lines Belief and faith Someone else's Views of what is Right or always wrong. But Gods … Continue reading Just. Keep. Breathing.

Fear Front Publishing the 3RD Wave

Jerry Winnett Creative

That’s right! FearFront Publishing will be releasing it’s 3rd wave of authors in mid to late April! These spooky and terrifying tales will have you begging for mercy! Yours truly is proud to be the designer for Fear Front Publishing and I am equally proud to show you the covers for the new wave of Authors! In my line of work judging a book by it’s cover is a must, therefore it is my pleasure to scare you, to  leave you in a state of terror.

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All titles will be available @Amazon.com

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By all means enjoy these horror filled volumes in book or ebook form! Release date Late April on Amazon.com

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dying in a drowning embrace

Passion burns and she gasps Earthshake quivering over a rigid rising when he pulls the pleasure from her belly Rhythmic motion of riding the ocean sighs He watches desire rise from her chest It's a tsunami of tangled bodies Her cries rise like a bird in flight Both clinging to love like a life preserver … Continue reading dying in a drowning embrace