Eternal Rest

Out beyond the walls, she walks a maze of flowers With lips as red as sultry blood and skin as pale as the day old dead She faintly hears a sound, as if the outset from the wave of a distant radio The sound conforms to intimate voices The voices she’s been longing for “Deny…

Tequila Reflection

The sweet sour stench of tequila leaked from his mouth as he sighed. He looked at the carcass of a lime he had just ripped the flesh from with his teeth. It made him think about the life the lime had lived. From the tree, to become victim to his knife and devoured to smooth…