What's a horror writer if he hasn't read Lovecraft? Hell, what's a reader who hasn't? I wrote this story overnight, for a gentleman who wanted a script for an indie film. Apparently he found something better, but I was left with the story. So here it is, for your pleasure. My own personal attempt at depicting the scie...
A collection of poems and prose capturing my journey learning to love, falling out of love, the unwavering ups and downs of mental illness, and the ghost stories that haunt and empower me. Unflinching, Unedited, Unwavering
after dark beautiful things grow and fester, kissing your mouth, eviscerating your insides.