The Abyss, Art Is Never Safe

When the veil between worlds was as thin as the deceit that exists within us all. I captured a moment in turn, embracing a memory to erode w...

“my name is murder” he mumbled, “i’m here to kill the haitians with  my machete. i’m going to cut  their fucking heads off.”   “okay” i said...

The night was like all the rest. Samantha was as distant as a stranger simply sharing a space. Aside from the fact she was Eric's wife o...

Night’s corridors  hide ghosts  that will not cross the light. It is just the wind really and worse it is just mice. They shun the  spotligh...

                              Paul was beyond excited at the thought of the news he was about to share as he logged into the onion browser a...

Everything’s a ceremony in the arena of the damned Beneath the glare and excess, there’s a sadness knowing beatitude’s nowhere to be found B...

  He has no need to pull up and search for the last bits of bone. There is little chance of finding any. The splinters may have tempted a fo...