Poetry, Ghosts, and Vampires
POETRY, GHOSTS, AND VAMPIRES He told me that he loved The warm breeze on his face The smell of pine … Continue reading Poetry, Ghosts, and Vampires
Tag: In the woods
A Final Kiss
Lightly we tread in the woods Along a muddy path Fog blanketing the lake I hold my skirt To keep … Continue reading A Final Kiss
Short Story Sunday: Friends Forever
“My son is living a nightmare no child, nobody should ever have to deal with.” Dr. Michael Trent spoke with … Continue reading Short Story Sunday: Friends Forever
Vampire Maman 