Blind Spots

Blind Spots

Before I fall asleep at night, one hand cupped my left eye to remind myself of what was still there despite its death, I catch a glimpse of a sliver…
Disturbia.

Disturbia.

A perfect utopia. A euphoric embrace of time where you could simply follow the path set out for you, or endlessly repeat the cycle of nightmares that may continuously deem…
One Step at a Time

One Step at a Time

Warm. Patient. Home. Those were the adjectives her father embodied, present even in the earliest memories she had of him.  A pleasant, yet bitter feeling always followed when she reminisced…
Paper Dolls 

Paper Dolls 

Trigger Warning: Gore, Animal Death, Implied / Referenced Cannibalism Outside, thunder rapped against the steel frame of the windows. Emmanuel sat, and watched the rain streak tears against the flat…