Walk with me, through streets caressed by silence and fog; the night washes over us like a fine mist; cloaked in darkness, we glide over the cobblestones like specters, haunting the town with our presence; basking in the glow of the moon, breathing in the scent of rain and exhaling secrets left unspoken; I turnContinue reading “A little somethin’ somethin’…”
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The muse strikes…
Snowfall in the Cemetery The flurry subsides; a delicate alabaster blanket spreads over the field of finality. Moonbeams dance across the graves, the silence as pristine as their snow-white hue. A gentle winter breeze dances among the tombstones like a spectral coryphee. There is tranquility on this side of the veil; yet, in the quietContinue reading “The muse strikes…”
And now for something you’ll really like…
Have you ever looked back at something and thought, “Damn. I could have done so much better”? I think we all have. Be it relationships or professional endeavors, we all can agree that hindsight is 20/20, right? If y’all have spent even a few minutes in the Twisted Libra Cemetery, you know that my booksContinue reading “And now for something you’ll really like…”
Waxing poetic…
Just a little something I cooked up this morning…enjoy! Darkness has a scent. Closing my eyes I breathe it in deeply And long to be set free. I want to slip away Away into the night sky Drifting among the tombstones And cemetery trees. Oh! To dance Upon my own grave. Oh! To see thoseContinue reading “Waxing poetic…”
Dancing Among the Remains 