"Bullets, blades, disaster and disease become nought beside the great deceiver's subtle weapon"
I cling to speeding, spinning cones of lead That pierce the air and armour, skin and bone; Once deep inside, I ditch my deathly ride, Spread dark destruction, quell life's fragile wick. * I cleave to sharpened shards of stainless...
"What started out as a foot massage leads to much more"
It started when I was 18. And my cousin was 19. She was a brunette with 34c breasts and size 4 feet. At the time me and my cousin Sophie were really close, we use to hang around together, play...
"I thought we would would be together forever"
We were together, for a little while; I think about you, and the way you smiled. We were friends forever, until that night;That dreadful night, you lost your life. When I got the phone call, it was so surreal,I was numb,...
"We never stop loving those we have lost."
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Your name is on my lips in the reaches of the nightWhere the stars anchor my fluttering soulIn myriad dreams,Dancing on a tether in...
"In gothic boudoirs throughout the land, monsters are created from the corpses of former lovers"
Break the sod and shovel through the wormy loam Crack the casket lid and take my lover home Cut away the flesh and sinew, hack the bone Slap the slab and pierce the jigsaw till it's sewn * Search the...
"Ellen tentatively rejoins the dating scene..."
“Woo hoo! I’ve got a date! Finally a real, proper date!” Ellen dropped her phone onto the table and punched the air, “You little beauty!!” Her fleeting reverie was interrupted by a tinny, laughing voice from the table, “Ellen? Ellen!...
This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.This morning winter air sings with dreams of ice,The Snow Queen's discarded raiments festoonedUpon the bulrushes that reach to the weak sunFrom the solid,...
"Loved and lost."
I wrote you a poem once It talked of what had gone and what was to come Of all the things I didn't know about you And of all the question I wanted answering That Saturday when I woke up...
"A mom and a daughter; what's NOT to love?"
Chapter 1 Jessica. Her father passed away when she was 7, and when I was 29. I'd never found it in me to date or remarry and bonded myself to a life of lonesome masturbation in the late hours of...
"Adventures of a traveler"
These stories are meant to be read serially. I woke with every intention of following my last thought last night to get things organized and re-start our journey. And I would have too, but I looked next to me on...