Love’s always been a tricky concept for me to articulate. The moment it depends on reasons, it stops being love and turns into an exchange,something that lasts only as long as the reasons do.Ask your partner why they love...

invictus of sufferingmy soul is powerful because of thisseedy desire, reading my scars like brailleinflicted glory, they are an honor to wearfilthy weakness, when I shyundisturbed truth peeks through the mirewhere all understanding is bornfraught with painso I will...

Tonight I am interviewing Kay-1, who is new to the Stars community and I dare say, shed some light on her thereabouts most shortly. Kay, tell the readers who you are.      I’m Kay, a storyteller at heart. At...

Sniffing the wildwood flower that blooms in the inkwell of my mind, where once there were woods. Now insanity vines deeper than my tattoo of grief—I carve the veins in Mama's wrists, blue as the bruises left by her...

lick the madness and taste the bedlamsanitoriam green speaks the truth of the placehaunted rebellion when I dare not to behavefour point restraints left in a padded cellmy crime speaking to spiritsthe powers that be plug in like electicity...