2017-04-07 18:02
Demurring by day,true night blooms are selectivebinding up allureinto beguiling scents not hues,beckoning night visitors.Night Perfume (1950)Kaoro Kawanofair useSong Choice: Because the… Read More
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A writing blog featuring short stories and poetry primarily from the fantasy, urban fantasy, and horror genres.
2017-04-05 19:29
Spaces between can be stretched, like shadows lengthening in the fading day. Strange magic tugs on atoms, bending and pulling objects until they vanish. She does not understand that it is he… Read More
2017-04-03 12:30
They look like hope-those first buds swelling,with all the possibilitiesof a life happily startedunder a warming April skyfed by vanishing March snow.And I still hoped,even as my roots told… Read More
2017-03-31 18:26
To my dark delight I heard the susurrusescape the restraint of your lipsbefore they alighted on me,to reciprocate joy.My bliss drunk eyescan see no star to rival youin the night sky, which b… Read More
2017-03-29 12:26
Fred flew towards the sound of her laughter. There was always food left whenever he heard it. He swooped in through an open window of the boat, and landed on the table. Fred started gobbling… Read More
2017-03-23 19:01
The strangest thingI’ve seen all weekis my reflection in passing.After pretendingI should knowthe rules they have set,after keeping worldstrapped in my throatunderneath paper bag skin… Read More
2017-03-22 12:09
Dear Diary,I dreamed of her again, but this time she wasn’t screaming.I wondered if the dreams would return once I saw the sold sign on the old Williams house yesterday. I touched the… Read More
2017-03-15 12:11
“Get back here!” she said.Danny looked from his teacher, gripping the boundary rope around what she thought was a simple park exhibit, to the security guard briskly advancing tow… Read More
2017-03-12 02:23
They waited until the bruise colored sky settled into a uniformly inky color, dark enough to see the stars and dying moon clearly. Then, the rhythmic pecking began. Every rooster and hen who… Read More
2017-03-09 18:32
The sky tastes like a shortbread cookieinfused with that lavender feelingof flying so high with the thermal surfing hawks.I bite into it with my eyesletting the crisp blue meltfrom crumbly s… Read More
2017-03-08 12:00
“Get that thing out of my garden before any of the guests see,” she said in a harsh whisper.“But mom,” I started.“Don’t. I’ve worked too hard to orc… Read More
2017-03-02 02:27
The light came again, shrinking my circle of sanctuary. I shut my sun-scorched eyes and pressed my limbs into the safety of roots and earth, their presence steadying me.You knew it would com… Read More
2017-02-22 22:25
Adi inhaled deeply from the mug of chamomile tea cradled in her hands. Its scent combined with the sigh of snowfall, was the perfect end to dinner.“Penny for your thoughts, cuz?”… Read More
2017-02-16 19:10
Titan spirit in a five foot frame,she yelled “Adopt me!We’d be great together.America, you tossed salad,I know about the hidden wilted brown bits,the croutons made damp with tear… Read More
2017-02-14 05:00
Emma started playing with the poison ring on her right hand when she noticed her fidgeting had put several creases in her dress. She spent a lot of time last night picking out the perfect th… Read More
2017-02-09 20:53
Don’t recall seeing anyonewith their ear pressed up to it.I’d have gathered the missus and little ones, to see that and perhaps make a day of it.If they had, they might have hear… Read More
2017-02-07 14:44
Far from home,through the flutter of my lashesI imagine you are there.My mind conjures your flesh, your warmth,the tilt of your head,the mischief in your eyes,the desire in your voice -the w… Read More
2017-02-02 23:18
Once, twice, thrice, she shuddersas the weight of voicescorpulent with braggadociopummel the foundationsof a world she thought was steady. She slumps, shaking her headas the laughter grows,m… Read More
2017-01-31 19:03
It’s not known for its sentimentality.This cityboos and beheadsfaster than you can squeezemustard on a pretzel.It’s strange to imaginecomfort under the armor of steel and glass,b… Read More
2017-01-26 18:44
I get nervousas I see it drifting down my sleeve,the tender tattered mess I call my heart.I call upon any artifice I canin those moments,when I fear all my dreaming and desiresare naked in a… Read More
2017-01-19 20:22
If you don’t see it, you don’t have to think about it.Don’t think. That might remind youof the world existing just outside the bordersof the manufactured frame you’ve… Read More
2017-01-17 16:07
I was taught to shun the mists.It hides thingstoo indecent to walkunder the full light of the sun.So I stood in the sunshineignoring the burning, explaining away painbecause this is what I w… Read More
2017-01-14 05:00
Paris, 1941Etienne limped across the street, grateful for the bite of Paris’ winter wind gnawing on his bones. He could pass off his shivering to the weather, instead of the contents o… Read More
2017-01-10 16:08
Wherever flickers your unrealI shall lay in delight.I will allow my limbs to rest,nestled into the contours of you.Lover, I am tired,and your arms are a havenfor a weary warriorcaught up in… Read More
2017-01-05 17:23
I could stare(stone-faced, steely-eyed, clenched-jawed)into the public (stiff-backed, shoulders squared, unblinking)or I could belaughing and enjoying myselfin the compan… Read More
2017-01-03 05:00
Drag a gasping fish onto dry land,but don’t delude yourself,that it can learn to prefer airwhen it needs water to breathe.Do you feel satisfied scrutinizingwith puritan eyes each claw… Read More
2016-12-29 18:54
I hadn’t dealt with coulrophobia.Certainly arachnophobia and the curse of itchy tagswere among the chief commanding concerns.This is different.They are half Latinx from my side and go… Read More
2016-12-22 19:32
One hundred and seventy-fivepounds nibbled away.Like a pulp fiction horror story,except this one was real.The artist chose candy.What would I chose, to represent you?Two hundred pilfered cho… Read More
2016-12-20 11:36
I wanted to paint with bubbles,slap new colors over thorns and roses.But my palette wasn't right.Artificial bright washingdrains an already weary heartthat needs to make its aching known,des… Read More
2016-12-15 19:12
To hear the whispersof ferns as they unrollis nothing short of a lalamity,causing me to hum the hymn of unrolling,heedless if it clasheswith the rambangle monotoneof cogs busy at grindingeve… Read More
2016-12-11 01:42
Kevin didn’t breathe easy until he saw the snow sticking to the ground. Nothing can find me here, he thought. The road leading to the cabin wound though the hilliest, most remote parts… Read More
2016-12-09 18:32
She waltzes with wordsand swoons over syllables.Tripping the light fantasticwith a couplet or two.She can shuffle around to the modern soundwith the best of the rest of them,but oh, how that… Read More
2016-12-03 18:12
There is no comfortin this partitioned placeyou’ve allowed me to inhabit.I breathe through claytrying to find a caricature of humanity that pleasesme.Laughter tastes like ash,but it&rs&hell…Read More
2016-12-02 16:22
My breath floats around me like a veiland the world is silent,save for the sighs in the snow’s descent.The waning sun still has enough strengthto bring out the glitter in winter’… Read More
2016-11-21 22:57
I ironed the r’s from my tongueas forcefully as I ironed the curls from my hair.Musical o’s were subdued and bleachedto help disguise caramel hues to an innocuous beige.I never q… Read More
2016-10-30 03:13
I need the words to slide from your lips.I’ve waited to hear them shaped by your tongue.By the flickering light of one hundred candles,oh, how I’ve longed for the release you bri… Read More
2016-10-26 01:08
From time to time I like to record some of the poems I write. The most recent Prompt Nights had Halloween as it's theme and I remembered a fun piece I created back in April that really suite… Read More
2016-10-21 16:43
Kareena’s limp became more pronounced as she made her way up the mountain. Her worn, stout walking stick could only help so much when she was in this state. The only things she noticed… Read More
2016-10-07 17:40
Silver suits me best,the kind found in starlight and moon glow.Night’s indigo makes a fine gown,and the chill is perfectto bring color to my lips and cheeks.It might be easierto don bo… Read More
2016-09-28 13:49
The wind acts as herald,as sharp as the sound of a hand clapcalling you to pay attention,because the procession is about to begin.Summer enjoys a few last tumbles,as Autumn promenades onward… Read More
2016-09-22 14:15
I was rosy-cheeked, with sparkling eyeswhen I was eight years old.I danced, feeling the swirlof imaginary gowns around my ankles.I almost thought I saw you then,until adult voices called out… Read More
2016-09-18 02:53
Dad’s sweatshirt transforms into a velvet cape,draped over my shoulders.I flourish a stick I found in the yardin front of an appreciative plush audience.Passing it over a hat I foundfo… Read More
2016-08-27 17:15
I made grown men quake,far from home and at the mercy of the deep blue unknown.Today their descendants sip lattes,waxing their mustachesas they tenderize my tentacles.Megafauna made microto… Read More
2016-08-25 15:40
I remember its birthday.OK, not the day it was born,but the year.It was the Why Are You Fat,Why Are You Strange,Why Aren’t You Pretty,You Can’t Sit With Us Year.It got bigger eve… Read More
2016-08-14 13:53
Follow the patterns. Follow the flight.Follow to where the others went,where the flowers are known,and no surprises lie.But I – I fly on daydream wings,to fields my fellows did not try… Read More
2016-08-06 23:26
After – shrieks gave way to whimpers,and those who couldstumbled among the splintersof the lives they thoughtcould never be shaken.Before –the sun shone down,on the fairest city… Read More
2016-07-28 20:14
Myriads of fantasiesalways billow about in my brain,as easily contained as dandelion fluff.They promenade in by the scorevying for attention day and night,brightly feathered and chirping,hee… Read More
2016-07-23 23:39
The center ring is my home.My dance always draws a crowd.Dancing in darkness is my specialty,and it’s getting darker now.Laugh! I’m funny. Laugh. Rememberhow good it sounds?Laugh… Read More
2016-07-22 15:51
The air feels cleaner in my lungswhen I’m there.I taste mint as I gulp it down,and the tingle of it runsdown the ley lines of my body.Did a lamppost in the snow guide me there?I probab… Read More
2016-07-18 00:14
It’d be nice if garlic could ward it off.Or a holy symbol. Sadly,it not only developed a tolerancefor those, it absorbs them, sometimes,uses them as armor.Keep all beauty away from it… Read More
2016-07-03 14:53
The lines of my life were crisp and clean,delineated by rulers,as straight as the hair I wished I was born with.Habit wound around me,wrapping wool around my senses,and attempting to limitmy… Read More
2016-06-30 09:24
To discerning hearts,meek field strewn peasants ascendto tea house nobles. My flower arrangement for tea ceremony. Process note: The art of arranging flowers for tea is called… Read More
2016-06-23 09:32
Summer is a show off.Draped in vines encircling hips,and occulting flowers,Summer stretches out an armdrawing you in.Drawing you in, seedling in full quiver,and insisting you bear the heatas… Read More
2016-06-11 16:00
Come and play where the odd girls go.Come, play the games that only they know.Fall down, follow down, do come soon.Come play along in the light of the moon.Follow me, follow me to the forest… Read More
2016-06-07 18:17
“I come from latkes and empanadas,”she said, waving her assignment high for me to see.She wears her crown of in-between so well,no doubting or worrying where she belongs.I smile… Read More
2016-06-05 13:34
You’re no angel.Shining down on me from heaven?You’re laughing your ass offin purgatory at best.No twee robes for you.Now I’m laughing too thinking of you forced to float t… Read More
2016-06-05 12:45
I fledonly to find myselfin the same spotmy mother escaped.Can Iput behindmy teenage thrill of adrenaline and lights?Here are your bags.I’ve made my decision.Maybe you’ll find pe… Read More
2016-05-28 04:00
Yuuki yawned, opened his eyes, and again was amused by the pains taken to make the room look more like a guest suite than a hospital. He supposed there must be some initial comfort to the hu… Read More
2016-05-27 12:06
The steel colored sky draws me out as everyone else scurries in.The treetop’s wild dance is reflected in my eyesas I pay barefoot homage to the gathered elementsand storm ready to… Read More
2016-05-22 23:55
Steel can be too cold to be comforting,and you need to have the right convictions for crusading.Not everyone is called to perform orbit reversing heroicsor other red carpet worthy feats.My s… Read More
2016-05-13 01:20
Some days I am cognizantof the fact there are things I’ll never know.I recognize even if there is no grim prognosisto halt my attempts at progress,or some other misfortuneno prognostic… Read More
2016-05-10 11:00
It was clutter strewn.Four years worth of livingin boxes, stacked all around us,except for the sheets and blanketsstill unpacked that last night.I remember that,and the smell of the lilacs y… Read More
2016-05-08 20:36
Krishna kissed Mirabai,lightning kissed her poet’s soul,filling her mouthwith words and wonder.He kissed her.Kissed her hard,claimed her as His,caring little for the claims t… Read More
2016-04-30 10:41
May is the languor following April’s cruelties,yielding up the flowersConstance Chatterley wove around the baseof the maypolethat drew her dancing feet.May lends itself wellto dancing… Read More
2016-04-29 20:20
Oh he’s mad no question.I see those are windmills,too big to fallto such an elderly arm.Yet again, I wonderwhy I am out here,instead of in my quiet hovel.I could seek other employ.But… Read More
2016-04-28 20:28
While I haven't been writing a full length poem every day for NaPoWriMo, I have been busy with my Wicked Little Grooves micropetry on Instagram and Facebook. Some of them are up on Pint… Read More
2016-04-28 16:03
It is cold up here on this pedestal. And the up-lighting is bothersome.To avoid being blinded,I must look out at the rest of this room,where sometimes, if I am lucky,I see and hear the music… Read More
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