In a haunting hospital room, Kota's battle between life and death unfolds. Rejected by his "God of Death," he seeks oblivion, but a voice from his past, his "God of Life," pulls him back. Two gods, one in the night sky and one in the daylight, define his choice, leading to a surprising revelation.

"Follow me into the night." "What is keeping you tethered to the light?" —Is this a novel? A poem? Who knows? For now, it's about two lovers, with one convincing the other, to go.....

Do not look down over the precipice’s edge. That’s the secret, you see: You always have to look up. That way you can only fly, and you never fall.

He was always one to be fascinated with death. Thoroughly seduced by the moments after life’s bittersweet kiss lingered into nothingness and slaughter’s tender embrace rushed forth to consume. He told me that there were two types of people: those ruled by the desire for life, and those rule...

On that day, an Eros was born.

A man who has lost hope finds his attention drawn to a painting.

The sad thing is suicide doesn't end the pain. It just passes it on to someone else. —James Kirkup

A person's best friend asks them to take care of their cat for a month whilst they're on a business trip. (Cover by @_ghostlav - https://twitter.com/_ghostlav)

A brother and sister have set off on a journey whose destination is unknown. In a moment of pause, the story of a consummated past gives rise to new life responses to his sister.

December 24th. The snow had taken the shape of the roofs it had fallen over. The weather was chilly but my living room was warm, thanks to the heater. "Sorry." Just one word sent from his LINE account. It could mean a lot of things.