Life thrives in color And lung and breath Memories through yarn Spun like candy floss. She was born in Silver And tarnish In the dark. Just one piece of a Whole. Which neither consumes Nor creates Just regurgitates. Sorrow is a mirror While peace is So shallow. To live is to exist And we all ...

Click to read Part One, and Part Two. The morning after, when Jaeden finally left after a hearty breakfast, Avry couldn’t shake the feeling away. Jaeden was acting normal today, no strangeness, and no eerie smile revealing she knew Avry’s darkest secrets. She deflated the mattress, rolled it up, and shoved it deep into her ...

“That’s the most dangerous place in the world, and you want to go inside; what, are you nuts?” Avry gripped her best friend’s arm, halting them in their attempt to approach the museum door. It stood abandoned, its concrete walls painted with graffiti. The afternoon shower painted the sky gray. The building blended in with ...