writing

Dr. Agonson: The Undying Heart

February 14, 2018 // 10 Comments

  I swear never my heart to give again, but locked away, letting it rest awhile out of the air—a shoebox burial— keeping its memory, so to forget the unfulfilled future. It still won’t die. I hear its thumping underground, beneath the wet soft earth it pounds and pounds. It will not go [Click Here & Be Scared!]

Spreading Holiday Fear

December 19, 2017 // 24 Comments

    Red Christmas   I’m bleeding a red Christmas, just like the ones I used to woe where the blood-drops glisten and demons hissin’   to scare cold kids who sleigh in the snow.   I’m bleeding a red Christmas, that’s why every Christmas song I write causes blight [Click Here & Be Scared!]