I am…

I am the rocks as the waves come crashing to shore.

I am the beach, as the waves caress the sand.

I am the light guiding ships to safe harbor.

I am…

I am the mountains standing tall to touch the heavens.

I am the dirt that builds the foundation for which to stand.

I am the leaves that make the forest dance.

I am…

I am nothing to some, everything to all.

I am the whispers of the wind, the voice of thunder.

My bounty is plentiful but not unlimited.

I am…

Midnight Dance

He felt his eyes close. Shadows danced as a train passed and his light flickered on and off. The clock ticked to midnight. The walls had long since lost their charm, with the wallpaper peeling, slowly. He got up and washed his face in the bathroom, trying not to inhale the mold as he entered.

He had liked his old neighborhood; off the river, in a quaint, little suburb where life seemed to stand still. But the new job was too great an opportunity to pass up.

The bathroom light began to flicker as he soaked his face in the sink. His hands began to feel numb, so he turned the faucet to the left and stumbled his way back into his single bedroom. He checked the time; it was one. He crawled back into bed and lay, staring at the ceiling. The wind began to howl and the sky began to pour. His eyes scanned the room and went slowly from the window up the wall. There was a crack and water dripped as the rain fell.

A flash of lightning and the shadows grew more pronounced, making shapes in the dark. He checked the clock and it was two.

He had heard the neighbors whispering the day before. He had said hello and was met with worried looks. A year before, the previous owner had committed suicide. When the police had come, they had only found a pool of blood and a finger, no body. The pool of blood trailed off to where the crack now laid and tiny scratches left their marks on the hardwood floor. The police theorized that he had gone insane, cutting off his own finger and then gutting himself before driving his car into the river. However, this was just a theory.

Another drip of water and the clock hit three. Another flash of lightning and the shadows seemed to inch closer to the bed. He heard a tapping on the window and another flash. The light bulb shattered and he was in utter darkness. The train passed and he could make out the outlines of a face; he was not alone.


Hi all, it’s been a bit! I’ve been extremely busy but felt in the mood to write, so here we are. As you are aware, I’ve started diving into short stories and have been mostly be doing fantasy and near-future apocalyptic story-lines. As Autumn has come around, I thought it’d be fun to dive further into horror. It’ll be sloppy at first but I’m hoping to improve through practice. Hope you enjoyed this piece and as always, feel free to comment below!

Summer’s Twilight

He sat and heard the crickets chirp

He waited and saw the fireflies dance

The sun set and he felt a breeze

His hand gripped the Earth, dirt cascading from his fingers to the gentle grass.

He took a deep breath and smiled, as he knew summer was at an end.

Slow going but going

Hi all, it’s been a while. I’ve taken a bit to step back and fall into my own. How is my life? I’d say meh at the moment. I’m reconnecting with my older self and seeing how that mixes with the new. Highs are highs, lows are lows. I’m learning to take deep breaths and sorting through the junk. I’ve written and rewritten this a thousand times. Will this draft stick? We shall see.

A ramble? Perhaps. But ain’t nothing wrong with a ramble. I have 3 goals at the moment; make lists, set deadlines, and keep a fantastical workspace. It’s been nice to reach and be at peace. All rules are gone and I’m letting life happen (in theory). In reality, I’m somewhere between a hot mess and someone who has their shit together. And you know what? I’m OK with that. More articles to come, but for now I just wanted to dip my feet back into the writing waters and to simply put it, write. Thanks for reading and for the love of God if I set deadlines perhaps I will have fun articles down the road.