Scenes have come and scenes have gone. Fragmented clips play in the background. Heavy curtains hanging silent at distant edges, become visible, bringing about a curious tilt of the head and a questioning furrow to the eyebrows. Supporting. Names appear, rolling from the bottom, … Continue reading Credits
Category: Writing
Blanket
In the darkest of the wee hours Quiet save for the white noise of forced heat and the hum of silence I half-wake into that twilight place and find that I am huddled snugly beneath the down My left leg tucked like a puzzle piece between your legs. They are cool. I strain through the … Continue reading Blanket
Autopilot
Fingers meander absently, mindlessly, naively down QWERTY Lane, telling tales of woes of others onto digital paper. Conscious unconsciousness. Sleepwalking, daydreaming, wandering off into dark alleys where thoughts lurk behind pillars shaped like past bodies and faces, grotesque and looming, stalking, pulsing in excited anticipation of pouncing, screaming, pounding, shrieking assault. They are happy. Their … Continue reading Autopilot
Mind Your Manners
Mind your manners You never know how someone else May be straining to mind theirs By not minding how you are minding yours. Mind - Word of the Day Challenge
They
They say we should wear socks to bed We’ll sleep better if our feet are warm. They say we should drink coffee not drink coffee not creamed coffee. I drink tea in rebellion. They say we should walk ten thousand steps Well, four thousand may be enough. So many Theys even They … Continue reading They