Wounded Wednesday Presents: A Paler Shade of Truth

The sweeping wind slices its way tenderly through the weeping willows’ tendril boughs Like a paper knife carefully cutting out silhouettes into a kaleidoscope of broken shadows, While the rubicund light bleeds in sun-drops through the jagged edges of the leaves To where we repose entangled in our restlessness beneath the shelter of the trees. … Continue reading Wounded Wednesday Presents: A Paler Shade of Truth

WTF Wednesday Presents: I Don’t Even Know What This Is

[Content Warning: Adult Language, Sacrilegious Burrito, Pig Latin, Questionable Grammar] Am I asleep? Am I awake? Why did I stay up so late? STARE AT THE SCREEN. STARE AT THE SCREEN. STARE AT THE SCREEN. Click. Click. Fuck. Fuck it. Fuck. What? Am I asleep? Am I awake? Why did I stay up so late? … Continue reading WTF Wednesday Presents: I Don’t Even Know What This Is

Wondering Wednesday Presents: What Drives a Moth to the Flame?

What is it that drives a moth to the flame?Is it the beauty? Or is it the pain?Is it seduced by the warm embrace of the fire--Propelled to touch by some burning desire? Or does the danger play a part?Does the bliss of agony entice its heart?To kiss the fire but escape the flameand dance … Continue reading Wondering Wednesday Presents: What Drives a Moth to the Flame?

Weird Wednesday Presents: Peter Pied Piper

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter pads the sound of teeny tiny tripping trapping Tumbling, twirling, twisting, curling, little-little feet a-dancing It’s not the children, oh my, oh no, not the children never they They’re gone forever, flapped their feet and flew away No, no, no, ‘tis just the scritch-scritch-scratch and rat-ta-tat-tat of rats’ attack The squeak-squeak crack and … Continue reading Weird Wednesday Presents: Peter Pied Piper