It’s Called Exaggeration.

"I had frozen in trepidation. She was standing before me her dark eyes watching silently. They were hollow. The black around her eyes smudged till her eyebrows. The red around her mouth dripping till the chin though her teeth were perfectly pearly white. Her thin arms were stretched away from her waist and the same… Continue reading It’s Called Exaggeration.

The Watchmen

There it is again, the clank The call for my attention, Awoken in horror I stare Into the abyss of destruction. It grows louder still, periodic To match my throbbing heartbeat "Stay awake!" he says, Beating his stick on the beat. Those men ever watching, Loom across the lone street Not a blink of their… Continue reading The Watchmen