The Devil's Diaries

There are many ways to die.  She died believing she had survived.  But all that survived were her involuntary functions, like breathing,...

I have a secret words will never find images I tucked away I once heard a voice It beckoned me singing tell me y...

And when I choose to come here again                                                                      will it snow how it did in m...

When I opened the cage and released the girl, she howled past me, a cyclone powered by atomic pain.  I crouched against the wall and cov...

This is my heart  in denial the scratching of the diamond against the vinyl I was young once it seems and I spun your etched ...

I woke up still tucked between the sweaters, and still, to my disappointment, very tiny.  A quick check confirmed that the fairy wings a...

Let me tell you what I know  about  my broken  heart this is the rhythm of it falling apart toss the stones in the river...