snake by susannp4 on pixabay

H after h

Hit with the hours of the day, I hurried to the quaint hut in which the vote was to take place. As I stepped...
flowers by pixabay on pixabay

Pretty-petal flowers

Pretty-petal-flowers stick needles in my eyes O’ my lovely, you witch. I fear you pollinate me oh my senses are awry; thread strings of dandelion through my...
Ginny, Wikicommons

Poem

Here is a book; now open its page, Its words have been read from age to age, Close your eyes; now count to three, And think of...
Annie Tomkins

The Pack

‘—Südi!’ He hits the breaks and we’re thrown forward in our seats – I fling my hands onto the dash, saving myself, but I hear...
Annie Tomkins

Scoop

who scooped me out? who took a spoon from their draw and just started digging. digging at my pure, white, vanilla flesh. now you have only my vessel left. did i taste...
Annie Tompkins

Squeeze

There is anger like a drug. The quick blaze stains your guts, twists them. You hate it, that fire flexing within you, lighting veins with...