See, that’s the curse she placed on me all those years ago. I see it in the hundreds of grotesque butterflies lining the veins along her wrists. But butterflies aren’t pink in nature—it’s ink, and paint, and blood that coats her lips and spills into the shadows. “She looks a lot like someone...
On a cold night in early December, a recently bereaved and recovering alcoholic wanders the streets of a certain city, searching for a salvation that may never come. Then he meets Santa Claus.
“I almost had him!” I heard a girl’s voice while I was in a coma. According to my nurse, I was apparently hit by a massive truck in the middle of the 4 way road. It was seemingly a fatal situation but I have no recollection of it at all. “You are lucky!” My nurse always says to me as she...
You, who showed me an ominous light. You, who had no reflection. You, who lived in the back of my mind, a voice only I could hear. You’re my grim reaper, an illusion of my greatest desire, and the end of it all. The despair that lived in the shell of what was me. Thanatos, my dearest...
Thanatos has stolen away someone very important to me. Someone who is my reason to live. He is seeing the God of Death even though he is ruled by Eros. The God of Death will lead him towards death. I’m caught between two choices… In life, we swing back and forth, joy to sadness, hope to despair....
For eternity, life hath danced with death, with evolution edging their steps, only for herself to forsake courting and latch to his embrace. It is nothing but madness — or immaturity.