Not Afraid
“Jokes on You.”
Tag: Prose
Soup for Lunch
What’s on your menu today?
Sweet Nothings
Old flames…return.
The First Horseman
A figure waits in the darkness
She Went to the Basement
She clutches her cross.
To the Woods
Please don’t let this memory end.
Passions I
Like Love Hate can consume us Swallow us And set our souls on fire.
The Crimson Pear
The poetic tale of a little girl named Sophia.
It Came out of Her Screaming
Miracles aren’t for everyone
Please Count to Ten – Micro Fiction
You’ll be asleep in no time.
Zo Grimmwood 