Adrift in the cold empty of space, white dots twinkling amidst the black, a ship floated as a carcass would down river. Its single passenger inside shivered in the growing chill, a blanket wrapped about her person. She gazed through the front shield as her teeth chattered. Pain soaked in her veins, and even the ...

This tripod has been around. The box was dusty, shoved in a corner of the attic. Three legs. At least there used to be. I see the joints where repairs were made. The first leg is wooden but the break is new. The break is clean; smooth to the touch. No splinters prick my fingers. ...

The broken roses Bleed onto the garden ground Winter is their end.

Like the morning bird, You bid me farewell once dawn Has died with the day

The woods sleep with snow My ears listen for spring birds, My eyes long for you As I sit by the window Wishing you could come again

Death, my old foe Kindly released me from this mortal flesh Prone to disease and decay Set free, my soul to roam Not anchored by failing faculties Floating oblivious to pain Pain, ah, at last, no more replaced by radiant warmth happy to see life goes on Made immortal by love and memories my legacy, ...

Chapter One Jack the Ripper became the name I am remembered by, however; my Christian name was Albert. Named for our matronly Queen Victoria’s German husband and son. I came from an old aristocratic family who had lost much during the American Revolution. My father returned from the Americas in disgrace as he brought along ...

The pendulum swings- delicate life. When goodness usurps, both blades of the knife. Nostalgia-when happiness, seeming so clear yet, soon the non wounded slashes appear. While riding crescendo, baritone lie in wait. Upon its arrival, the Earth trembles great. Terrible fortune, only could be yet, hours before, the world at your knees. How does one ...

The earth was muddy, My boots let impression by Your silent summer grave, I said goodbye long ago, We departed with the sun.