She says her name is Munday, blushing on the edge of shy, With her amber highlights flushed, she nearly glows in the ambiance. Gently she lays in my hands As though she were made for them, and maybe she is. How she is loved, Monday quivers,  breathlessly. It sounds like scores of Seraphim She quivers, Just like... Continue Reading →

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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 →

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 →

Watch the Garden Grow

I bury it deep There, in the backyard by the smallish graves of all of our pets - The poor things, they're missed • I bury it deep Lay in the decay pitiful corpses In the lighter dark one ray of sunshine That reaches this place • I bury it deep Next to the bodies, where... Continue Reading →

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 →

The Sane Sanctuary

Thirty-two: there are thirty-two and they hang on the wall. What you ask?  My collection of grisly souvenirs, the last one is barely a month old and frankly, it’s starting to show little signs of decay  and putrefaction.  No matter what I use, I can never stop that first biological rebellion that would keep them... Continue Reading →

Once i was home. i was home to my family my body housed life and suffered death i lay in solitude, listening to him breath listening to the quiet ticking of the clock. it was Tuesday, late when he staggered to our bed still wearing that damned fedora and her perfume and nothing else i... Continue Reading →

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The Statue of She

She sits in silence, her eyes closed with a sweet distracted smile on her lips ⋅ Oh, she pretends to blend in with the crowd and fails He says that she wasn’t meant to but stand out like a glorious statue in the middle of a war-torn slum ⋅ And she is so blissfully unaware of... Continue Reading →

Vacant Rose

It's easier in the dark. Alone doesn't feel quite so isolating wet cheeks go unnoticed Somehow, the bleakness seems a comfort Not unlike a pair of warm arms. She doesn't know I'm watching Lost in her rain cloud I'm positive that she'd prefer an embrace To the cold silence There she sits Cross-legged, nude, Tragic... Continue Reading →

Fearsome. You are fearsome, lady, from those eyes that hide some kind of beautiful brain that coincides perfectly with the savage monster you hide inside oh I pretend that I don't notice or care but I do and I want to not be like all the others but baby, you're killing me here It isn't... Continue Reading →

The voice in my head is incessantly whining at me;  Don't start.  Stop Crying.  Big girls don't cry.  You're stronger than this. Gods, shut up already.  I'm not stronger than this, not remotely.  Perhaps once upon a time,  when I could breathe and move without scrutiny and suspicion, and without resignation, maybe then,  I was stronger.  Now,... Continue Reading →

I didn’t mean to kill her. They, they were paintings on the wall, just collateral damage; She, Folie, with those bottle green eyes, I meant to kill her and with intent. It wasn’t intentional, more like a premeditated mistake - an unplanned surgical strike. She begged for rebellion and Folie followed the shadows With her unflappably bright... Continue Reading →

There she sits, this Goddess in a Marley t-shirt and plain black panties The way the shirt is plastered to her small frame it accentuates those perfect breasts the chill in the room as plain as the nipples poking through the thin fabric Supple, slim, my hands itch to touch The smooth porcelain of her... Continue Reading →

Truly, I wasn't sure he was real at first. Those wide guileless eyes, so full of truth; oozing sweetness and youthful innocence. Full to the brim with unfulfilled potential that it makes me ill. That alone is suspect. The confused cocked head, much like a disoriented puppy married with a glazed gaze that is meant... Continue Reading →

*from the upcoming book,  Stories from the Slaughterhouse, coming soon to digital and paperback* The thunk of the gun on the table in front of me holds such a finality that I am stunned into stammering.   Had I truly come to a point in my life where all my troubles could be bought away... Continue Reading →

Yes. I want to feel your hands and lips Fingertips I want to ride you like a bike I stole Hard and fast as I can You think you could keep up? Many have attempted and failed I doubt you'd survive I do wish you'd come closer though It gets so lonely on my side... Continue Reading →

The bubbles crackle like the fresh falling snow on the fire burning out of control just across the road and this she replayed in her mind as she watched the fire dance sparkle with the shadows on the ceiling of the bathroom oh the sensation of flying, so sure she is flying the sensation of... Continue Reading →

Shhhh No talking Voices spoil the reality Passion brought us here Let's not waste words discussing A not so secret desire Human, you are so warm Close enough to taste the salt of your skin So just kiss me and again So I can feel something Feel anything but this gnawing disquiet and The distance... Continue Reading →

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