lacrimae rerum

The lights flashed red and I raced forward. Car horns and the screech of tires blared at me, scoldi…

In the middle of the night the world ended. It was actually quite mediocre. Unfortunately I was too…

She wakes up in the morning and can't go back to sleep. She attempts to move her blue frost bitten …

I hurry back home with the other half of the loaf. I need to get home before the screaming starts an…

This is where my story begins. I am hungry and even the smell of the cabbages our neighbours are per…

The voices in my head talk over each other, a multitude of conversations all happening at once. I p…

Later that night, I came back from work my shirt covered in blood, just itching to take a shower. I…

The knife cut through her throat like it was butter and her blood spilled all over my hands. It had …

I am lost

But in between the bursts of self hate

Blooms the tentative flower of hope

I am not a fail…

Her laughter broke the silence. Nervously she looked around, probably hoping no one had heard. She …