Sep 09, 2021
Why Twitter Followers are ScaryI love my Twitter followers. Like a lot. Way more than I should. Many of them have become my dearest friends. They’re my cheerleaders, my shoulders to cry on, my crutches when my legs are wobbly, and my knees suck at being knees. I’ve learned many names, memorized faces, fallen in love with their words.I’m not talking general Twitter as a whole—which, let’s face it, can be an absolute turd fest—but specifically, the Writing... more
Oct 27, 2021
Maybe "out of the woods"isn't out of the trials.ㅤNo one speaks of what waits beyond.What could be lurking,starving,oh–so–eager.ㅤMaybe it's shadowswith ragged fingersand begging,hollow,eyesockets.Couldn't you just spare them a look?They're craving a view of the sun.You even have an eye to lend.Two.And a tasty heart.You should help.They ask so nicely.They need them more than you do.ㅤMaybe it's soldierswith weapons readyand conviction... more
Aug 06, 2021
He groans. His teeth tug on her earlobe. His hot breath murmurs sweetness and filth. At her stunned silence, he chuckles.He loves her. She listens.But she needs rest.He opens the velvet-lined box.Places the woman's shriveled ear back inside.For safe keeping.