I Feel It
I feel it, the welling sorrow, the sucking, drowning black of it, the empty chill, the hollow barren-blue of a dead sky overhead and a whorling sea around. I feel […]
I feel it, the welling sorrow, the sucking, drowning black of it, the empty chill, the hollow barren-blue of a dead sky overhead and a whorling sea around. I feel […]
I miss kisses. I miss the taste of lips on lips. I miss the hunger in your eyes and the warmth of your hands. I miss the violence of your […]
Occasionally he sees how the cycle could end. He thinks of all the ways it might work: A gun to his head. A tire iron to hers. He imagines what […]
Drowning, struggling. I come up just for enough air to shout for help, but no one can hear me. I never made it above the surface, and what I take […]
This is Issue #103 of DeathWatch, an ongoing Serial. Click that link to go find ‘A Beginning’ and read from there, if you need to catch up. Happy Reading! PREVIOUS * […]