Harry’s Perspective
This poem was inspired by your responses to my post yesterday, ‘A Hairy Morning’. It threaded it’s way into my head last night when I…
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The Willing Wear Black
But are you ready to be willing?… Photo source: PhotoPea The roar of the pistol was deafening and the kick knocked it from my hand.…
Trapped in the Zombie Apocalypse
Made with Stable Diffusion and Photo Editing Software I stood on a dilapidated rooftop, surveying the desolate city before me. Crumbling structures, overgrown foliage, and…
The Trees Swallow People: Finale
My body ached the next morning. I don’t mean later in the morning. I mean the next morning; we slept for twenty-four hours. The blank,…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 23
I awoke, however much later, on the stripped, hardwood floor of an empty yet not unused bedroom. The pain in my chest stirred me, catching…
The Tree Swallow People: Part 21
It was dark on Easter Sunday. So dark I would have gone back to sleep had Diva not started barking, wanting to go out for…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 17
My hair was becoming shaggy and untamed when I finally decided it was time to get a cut. I take after my mother; dark, wavy,…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 16
The following week, when I returned to fulfil my new obligations I was so generously invited to partake in, walking once again from the train…
The Trees Swallow People: Part 14
It’s Christmas in a few days, and understandably there’s an unease about it. There’s an odd feeling of shame intermingled with determined jovial spirits. There…
Choice
Cover by https://twitter.com/Default_Mistake?t=T13ESBEGBtvjBI7D7QrJBA&s=08 The night was a cliche dark and inside the hospital, where only a few months ago, Darlene had given birth to a…
