Desire and indignation resonated through Mr. Irwin when Sally stopped to look at the teapot. He glanced away and focused on restocking shelves. The demonic raucousness of his inner voice made him cringe. “Feed your darkest desires!”  The voice demanded. “No! I won’t give in. She is too innocent,” Mr. Irwin argued. “Morgan was too…” the voice snickered. ...

I feel the thunder rumbling once more, as I feel the lightning flowing through my veins, my soul awakening once more. I’m always told to fear the storm, but I don’t, for I know I am the storm. Yet evil assumes it is safe to show itself freely, thinking its past deeds long forgotten, that ...

Mourn, Grieve, Exhaustion BREATHE Protest, Stand Up, Speak Out BREATHE Silenced, Beaten, Killed We Will Breathe Weep, Yell, Curse BREATHE Over-taxed, Over-looked, Over-worked JUST BREATHE Underestimated, Unseen, Unwanted BREATHE Challenged, Choke, Confined TODAY WE BREATHE!!!

The wind moaned in the night. The moon’s light glared through the leafless branches scraping against Liam’s bedroom window. In the dim-lit room, a group of high schoolers chanted his name, urging him to enter the darkness of his closet.   James’ firm hand gripped Liam’s boney shoulder. The seventeen-year-old boy leaned in and whispered ...

The overabundance strained what protection afforded, as the violets bleed, the angels sing.   Evil a matter of faith, it is all in your head, seeking protection… the superstition has won.   So watch the violets bleed and pay no heed, to your own actions nor personal responsibility.

Eternal life. The term eternal connotes a hereafter existence that never ends. People believe life stops when we die. Many people believe life begins when we die. Some believe death begins at birth, and then there are people who believe life begins at birth. Regardless of which perspective you believe, the commonality is life and death. ...

Edel stood on a black sand beach, turbulent waves licking at the bottom of this long red robe. The sky above him was a chaotic mess of blacken clouds and a crimson horizon. A storm was coming, one that would change the world of Exangs forever. The storm was a manufactured cloud of pure magic ...

Josephine Blaise picks up a black eyeliner from her makeup counter. I need to make these eyebrows darker. And now, for the eyes. She thought while moving the brush down to her lashes. I need smokier gray eyeshadow. “Looking good,” Josephine says leaning back to study both eyes. Blood red lipstick will look great. Josephine scratches ...