I have the secrets of the universe stored within my pocket. if creating our world was just a divine invention then we’re all amateur gods. I’ve wondered about the meaning of life and why I can’t cook for shit. The answers are in my pockets of lint they’re tiny clusters of stars galaxies look, […]
One by one, the light shall be slain.
The beauty of midnight, Is that it glows. Under the pale envy of the moon. Its infinite dark wonders, Hide in the shadows. It has known a winter’s breeze, And I have felt its cold kiss down to my bones. It has been many summer nights, A warm touch to caress bare flesh. I’ve seen […]
Dark horizon rumbles and clouds boil from afar like tar, they crawl across ominous skies under stars that cower from stolen light which arcs its passion for its lover who follows boisterously announcing to the world, their love that rips across the land, apathetically.
O’ Mother, Your pale face brings the winter. Tilted smile, blessed the harvest. Half your love, saved the voyager. We wait for the night you show your full face. O’ Father Your wrath starved the child. Ever present. With your might, brought the new day. Send your love, so that we may grow again.
He stirs, washed ashore. beautiful, with eyes paler than hair spun of sapphires, reminding the sailor of maidens and lore. He struggles, man from the sea, casting glances and spots the other, who knows his flesh could grant immortality. Stranded but not helpless, the sea man is more sailor than he. Twice his […]
The cat fell from the tree, turning in the air, It landed on the ground, feet first, then scurried away. The little girl looked down from up in the tree, several feet high, with her grip loosening. She wondered if she could be a cat too.
Gypsum Sound Tales has published a short story of mine in the latest issue of COLP. The theme for this issue is “a little bit of nonsense,” so it should have something for everyone. Wild inexplicable tales and peyote filled vision quests perhaps. Check it out and my story as well! The paperback is available now here: […]
I had sex and I faked it. You know—that big moment. I should have known it wasn’t meant to be the first time I did it. I don’t know why I stayed and why I faked it every time. I could have said no, “this isn’t going to work out” or something along those […]
Carlene sat across from her date, Naz. He had auburn hair and storm grey eyes. He was good looking, not handsome, but cute with a boyish look and dimples. He smiled and she pretended to. They talked and she wanted to enjoy the conversation. They talked in a café and […]
Zo Grimmwood 