Mariner
I’m still here…
Tag: Prose
Drip
Something is here.
Some Days are Better Than Most
Some days I think of her. Others days I don’t…
Late Night Movie – Micro Fiction
Sometimes you can’t see the whole picture.
Invaders – Micro Fiction
Taking control. One planet at a time.
The Satanic Awakening (Prose)
“And where he walks, there shall be glitter and gold…”
Fame, Money, Power
You Have it All
Of Night
I wonder if I will remember those days with quiet filled evenings, And the warm rush of air on my face. The flicker of orange before the drowning blue and the distant shimmer of stars. How I admired the beauty of a city, Hushed by the coming night. I wonder if I will be […]
She Sends Her Spirit in the Night
When past decisions haunt you, you begin to wonder if you’re the one in Hell.
Zo Grimmwood 