my wicked darling, remove that devilish smile it does you no good to ask too many questions i cannot be held responsible when the answer destroys your soul resist the call of the red, the blood, those blissful moments when truth blends with fantasy whose to say which of us is real? me, or you? my money’s on you do you feel the chill coming in from under the door? that’s reality knocking, my dear answer it at your own risk i cannot be held accountable and i won’t be here when you turn aroundRead More →

blurring, your words and my thoughts. i want you more than ever. no, i need you more than yesterday but will i feel the same tomorrow? what happens when the words are red and the pages go red? the words blend. fade. the meaning twists and bends and turns into something else. something horrible? something nice? there is no middle ground with me, and you know that. you’ve always known that. you frown and chirp. i smile because i can be mean and you like it and i hate that you like it. why can’t we be normal? why can’t i be normal? i’m red,Read More →

In the mansion, and behind a hidden door she knew not to open, and on a thickly wallpapered wall on the far side of the room just above a roaring fireplace whose heat breathed upon her like that of an ancient dragon, the young woman’s gaze was all at once consumed by a golden framed portrait. Peace, serenity, and happiness was upon display, each brushstroke of paint edge colored with genius, with glory, the smiles and the eyes radiant, like that of a newborn star eager to display its brilliance. The young woman studied the portrait, its contents, and it had an opposite effect onRead More →

it starts with a story, a bottle of whiskey, a fucked-up childhood, and hunger. for food. for affection. even the wrong kind. it manifests and warps and forms into ever-growing shadows – the following kind – that remind you, at a moment’s notice, that you’re not safe. not really. have you ever been safe, you ask yourself? there is no good answer. there will never be a good answer. don’t look but the shadows are looking. bury your nose in a book and fall in love that way. quell the ache in your belly that way. grow up that way. years later, once you’re anRead More →