Darkness I’m currently dating a great guy, his name’s Jamie, he’s a year older then me (18) and I swear he’s the best thing that has ever happened to me. It’s just sometimes he says or does things that make me feel unloved, unwanted. Sometimes he can be so cold. I’m going to be leaving… Continue reading Confusion
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The Drunk and Haggard
In an alley way in southern Harlem a man lies on his side twitching, shivering with cold. Even to him it goes unnoticed. He is lost in his dreams, shadowy figures, and hallucinations. Purple dots capture his awakening vision. Suddenly he sits up, his own smell of acrid urine, alcohol, sweat, and feces ignored. He… Continue reading The Drunk and Haggard
Dream 2
This time the dream comes slowly, seeping and oozing into my mind. My eyes closing, weights pushing against the lids. My energy is slowly being washed away into the blackness. Little clawed fingers painfully caress my brain, lulling it into submission and as I give in my last touch of feeling is a throbbing, reminder… Continue reading Dream 2
Not Quite Kafka – A Different Sort of Metamorphosis
First draft of a story I’m working on. Feedback would be appreciated. – Jason irrelevant@apexmail.com ——————– (presently untitled) Roger only wanted to wash the dishes quickly and move on to find some more amusing diversion. His quiet cube of an apartment, with sickly yellow walls and cracked off-white tiles, was depressing him on this unremarkable… Continue reading Not Quite Kafka – A Different Sort of Metamorphosis
Wash Away With Blood
The moon wove through her hair as she walked among the slightly crumbling stones. The wind picked upand chills ran down her spine. Her mind was a jumble of incoherent thoughts. Her eyes were huge and bloodshot, her hair was a tangle mess, and the hospital garb was not good for this weather.