The Lives I Never Lived (aka Ophelia, Drowned aka A Preoccupation With Tragedy) ~ Adelia Hoff I mean this: When you see me again,
Category: Dark
Dark Waters
Dark waters Behind glass Dark shapes Covered in spines And slime As cold as death No pretty tropical pets Are these creatures From my nightmares
Short Story Sunday: Chaos and Mistletoe
Marsha stomped the mud off her boots, threw her coat on the couch and stretched out her leathery wings. Fuck winter. Fuck Christmas. Fuck everything
Call and Response
At 4:00 a.m. in the pre-dawn morning the owls sing their songs like a call and response in their oak forest cathedral. A tiny bat
A Walk in the Woods
Lightly we tread in the woods Along a muddy path Fog blanketing the lake I hold my skirt To keep the hem dry You take
Comforts of Darkness
Darkness isn’t necessarily evil. My 18 year old son Garrett has had an increasing sensitivity to light, mainly sunlight. It is expected but it is
Vampire Maman 