gripped around warmth and song, caressing sharp teethand kissing bloodied lips. no screaming, just silence set against the crashing waves on an unexplored shoreline, breaking and sliding back with contentment. reminders embodied in stainless steel and gemwork tossing and turning on the thought of filling your hands and emptying herself. a grasp that never slips,Continue reading “the shape of your hands”
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friendly fire.
save a penny earn a pence, we harken back to the way we were behind dark shades don’t play with fire, friends
pride and shorelines.
she sells seashells by the seashore but I peddle pride from my front door.and when they come to try me, as they always do,they’ll find only magic and her demon breaking through. Author’s note. This is one of my all-time favourite pieces that I’ve ever written.Originally penned Jan. 3, 2019.
choose your fighter (DnD Edition)
lowly drow, slinkaway before the flamebites; it’s been a dayand change since i cuta purse. if you don’t pursueash, keep your tuneas stashed as all corpsesbefore you that crossedmy teeth. tiefling, thick with nonsensedid the father not learn the son?demons these days, can’t make senseif they’re ignorance, or the blissfulcarry on your way, and praytheContinue reading “choose your fighter (DnD Edition)”
astronomy wasn’t her better subject
closed off the darkness brushed off the lint of the sun dropped to the beginning squinting as you scream again she saw the black hole, that bloody sun telescope set to see eternity I told her to stay away Continue reading “astronomy wasn’t her better subject”
