In A Flavored World, I'll Stick To Water. |
In a flavored world, they do something else. Im water bitches, taste the crisp, clear, lucidity that is me. Ice queen one minute, hot headed bitch the next. Steamy, smokin', fridgid, cold. But v...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Mar 2009 22:44:00 GMT |
Dust in the Wind |
A mere frustration. But as the sun breaks the horizon, it was nothing but a dream. And if it haunts me tomorrow, perhaps it is but a lingering mist from the nightmares of this dream. It will all fade ...
Posted by on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 17:19:00 GMT |
Nerine of Argos |
Nerine of Argos
It was late afternoon Cleo slipped in for a visit. I was in the courtyard anxiously awaiting our outing, alongside my daughter, Effie. Cleo had been participating in these events for ...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 21:42:00 GMT |
Old Poems |
Okay so here's some of my old work, poetry and such which I was never blessed with a talent for. But god dammit it's mine and I felt like sharing. So here.
Woof, you're a cat
Don't bark, confor...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 21:20:00 GMT |
Cold Wynter's Night |
Chapter 1
The name is Iris Wynter. There is a story here, but I don't like to dwell on the past. So I'll try not to linger there to long. Let's start from where it gets interesting, instead of start...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 20:25:00 GMT |
Vigilante |
--Part of a story I wrote about 4 years ago. For amusement purposes mainly, but I would like a few opinions though, if one would like to share. Thank you much.
The morning light hit my eyes ju...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Apr 2007 19:12:00 GMT |
