My Heart.

Beating, Even whilst I'm sleeping, Inside, yours in safe keeping. Thumping, Can you hear my heart jumping? With your love, forever pumping. Drumming, When I hear you coming,
Cherry

Dreams of a Better Place - Part 2

Trevor's daddy looks away from the TV long enough to tell Trevor to hush up, Trevor giggles and copies him 'smush shup!' and goes back to his toys, all of them scattered around him haphazardly.
Story of the week

Soul Shavings (A Shady Cloister IP)

I imagine it’s because she may be keeping secrets. What is she listening to? is what the voice in my head keeps asking.

We are the sensitive ones

Self conscious and too aware. Are people staring? Looking around not wanting to open my eyes, my senses. Already too sensitive. Am I so different? Hypersensitive I am. So few like me.

Shady Cloisters

John Gammyleg has been sent to the Gulags.
Cherry

Are You the Wind?

So, this is how the mind expands: it pulsates On the tips of pens - The ink flows to the Page like a violet rain, falling calmly

That Treasured Time

On the shores of Loch Maree

Smashed

Owww. It hurts to touch. Stop. Don't even come near. Purple, blue, green, yellow, a rainbow of pain. Smashed. It's all my own fault, too careless to watch out for my own. Will it break?

different worlds

1. A Hand on a Guitar

Abortion

You want me dead then just finish me off, I can’t take the sound of your morning smoker’s cough

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