I’m such a tease…

Hello, my lovelies! It’s been a minute, hasn’t it? Well, your beloved Twisted Libra has been hard at work on her next book. You know, the dark poetry collection. It’s going quite well. I’m taking my time with this one; pulling it together slowly and revealing a side to me you may not have realizedContinue reading “I’m such a tease…”

I wrote a little naughty naughty…

Greetings, my lovelies! Your wickedly delightful Twisted Libra has written something new! I am currently working on my next book, which is going to feature dark poetry. Sometimes, things get a little racy. This new poem will be included in the upcoming book, and I am posting it now for you all to enjoy asContinue reading “I wrote a little naughty naughty…”

In my feelings…

I wrote this today. Figured I would post it here. I’m fine, don’t worry. This is just how I deal with my feelings. Enjoy. Her soul is battered, like pieces of shipwreck against the shore. She keeps her tear-stained face held high, but her head feels so heavy and her heart aches for more. TheContinue reading “In my feelings…”

Courting the muse…

I started working on the next book recently. I hate to sound like a walking cliché, but I’m only truly happy when I am writing. After a much needed mental break following the launch of the last book (not a breakdown, mind you), I feel refreshed and ready to begin the next project! I amContinue reading “Courting the muse…”

Don’t read this one, Mom…

Hellfire, frightful desire; The night is my confidant, And you are my delicious muse. Your wicked stare burns through me like the lick of a whip, As whispers of ecstacy from the grave carry my name. I’ll taunt your fantasies and haunt your dreams, Turning your nightmares into my dark pleasure playground. Your hands uponContinue reading “Don’t read this one, Mom…”

A little somethin’ somethin’…

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’…”

A happy black heart…

I wrote something this morning and wanted to share. I was thinking about a happy place. Not an actual place, mind you, but one I could create. I wanted to describe it. This is what I came up with: The path ahead is dark with shadows, And only the faintest traces of moonlight, Trees twistContinue reading “A happy black heart…”

The creative ebb and flow…

This is the type of day that, if it wasn’t hotter than 40 hells outside, I would venture out into the world in search of spooky places to photograph. However, your beloved Twisted Libra doesn’t fair well in boiling heat; since I apparently reside in Satan’s ass crack, I must feed the creative beast fromContinue reading “The creative ebb and flow…”

Spreading the news….

So…Twisted Libra has a newsletter now. Or should I say, noose-letter? Nope. Not doing that. It sounds dumb. NEWSletter. Anyway, I’ve decided to step away from social media. It’s pretty much a useless time suck, and quite frankly, it does nothing to support my writing. While I did delete the TikTok and the Snapchat, theContinue reading “Spreading the news….”

Feeling a little naughty…

Hold me close like a secret; for I am your possession, to play with as you wish. Your touch sears my naked flesh, like sacrament on the damned. I cannot resist you; nor do I want to. Your full weight upon me, my mouth finds your body. You taste like sin. Crush me. Consume me.Continue reading “Feeling a little naughty…”