Him

It creeps upon his lips, a sickening smile and eyes lit with the fires of his spite. There’s a haze. A fog. Something so unclear about this world, like a painter’s brush has swept across the page.The details are so fine and accurate, yet so blurred and nonsensical; and everything and nothing surrounds me. I … More Him

Dreamwalk

Needed to get out, a blind hand reaching The fingertips graze and grasp at nothing Panic rises, chilling her to the bone Blinking in pitch black, her feet find the floor One toe dipped in a dream and one clutches here Hands against walls, feeling for a way out The door that once was, is … More Dreamwalk