Category Archives: Stories & Poems
It had been a long day for Martin. Of course, it was the same as any other day, time wise and all, but this one just seemed longer. Advertisements
November 23rd, 2014. 2:33 pm Ken Ken comforted Hilda with an arm around her shoulder as Katie’s coffin was lowered into the ground,
Ernest Hereford surveyed the scarlet mess with his talented eyes. Blood covered a large percentage of the room.
Arkendorble and his band of heroic adventurers of whom he’d collected on his epic quest (see previous 84 chapters) were brought to a halt on the forest path by a bellowing voice.
On Thursday nights, when i’m not punching flowers or church licking, I like to write dark love poetry based on fake celebrity girlfriends. Tonight’s attempt.. Jessica Tandy.
The pale blue moon shone from outside, and in a room, a girl did hide. She knelt on hard wood, frantic praying. “Can you hear what I am saying?”
In a small and sleepy station, in a small and sleepy town. A man in black sat silent as the setting sun went down
She slowly crossed the river, then she danced across the sand. She wants to take my liver and eat it with her hands.
…..When Terence stopped vomiting, he stood up and looked around the room. The camera team had already left and their footsteps could still be heard as they ran wildly down the stairs.