• She froths, she floats skyward
    Makes herself enigmatic.
    She was always puzzling
    A veritable Rubicks cube
    Labyrinthian the way she spoke
    She bubbled and effervessed
    I knew her but I never even did.
    And her blue, blue eyes are closed forever
    And her yellow, yellow hair will dull
    As the fragments of her bones dissolve
    And her skin pales the…[Read more]

  • The Milkmaid commented on the post, enemies 6 years, 3 months ago

    There are enemies everywhere. I sit in my room and stare at the door. The splintered wood faces stare back. Outside I can hear them whispering. They are silent but they are shouting. I close my eyes and imagine I am a riffle gunner, picking the enemy off, one by one, one by one.

  • End a life with a bolt of lightening
    10 million volts and she is lluminated
    A flicker, a fizz and a hiss of smoke escapes from the top of her head
    ‘At last’ she said.