Blood lust

Cackles. Crack, crash, clatter, Snarling, scraping, slithering, Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud. Heart halts Creaking. Silence… Snatching, screaming, Twisting, turning, thump…trickle.  Oozing… Red river runs.

Out Loud Part 2

I opened my eyes and looked up to the dark grey clouds. They sparked, electric flashing through their shifting, smoky cells. The hedges of the maze were rotting, only a few crumbling brown leaves remained amongst the twisted thistles, and as I entered its dark chasm, the branches slithered together like brown snakes and into … More Out Loud Part 2


He traced a finger across her cheek. It was soft and warm and familiar. He could never get enough of her skin. It was so clear, almost like glass. He sometimes thought that if he looked hard enough, he could see right through her and into her mind. But he couldn’t. Otherwise he would have known. … More Touch


Meticulously planned, calculated, Long to feel her skin against my own flesh. Patiently in dark shadows I waited, The exhilaration of something fresh, Like a small trapped bird, thrashing in my hold, Raspberry lips, I take without question. On departure, grasp her throat till she’s cold, Still and beautiful, now my possession. Mine to touch; … More Meticulous

Out Loud

I couldn’t stand it any longer. I wanted to break the glass that separated us, grab his neck and squeeze it until there wasn’t a single breath left. It had been days and we still didn’t have a single shred of evidence. I could hear him though. It was as clear as actual speech. I … More Out Loud