Waiting to exhale in deep purple, Belizea sigh woven through the mangrove’s as silence sleeps beneath the indigo night-blooming jasmine scatters its perfumedrenched in the dye of the twilight its coral bones humming old songswaiting to exhale in deep...

An uninterrupted static from the radio cracking, "The night was clear, and the moon was yellow, and the leaves came tumbling down."My name’s Nick Stone, private investigator, defrocked from the NOPD for banging the assistant chief's moll at his...

Many a tear has to fall, like rain on shattered glass each drop, a memory dissolving into the black the world spins in whispers, half-truths wrapped in ash as we dance on the edges, never looking backIt’s all in the...

𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔭𝔰 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔤 𝔤𝔞𝔭𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔡𝔢, 𝔞 𝔠𝔞𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔫 𝔠𝔞𝔯𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔟𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔰, 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔳𝔬𝔦𝔠𝔢𝔰 𝔡𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔢𝔭 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔟𝔩𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔫𝔢𝔡, 𝔴𝔞𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔡𝔢𝔢𝔭.𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔫𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔭𝔬𝔬𝔩, 𝔞 𝔪𝔦𝔯𝔯𝔬𝔯 𝔠𝔯𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡, 𝔯𝔢𝔣𝔩𝔢𝔠𝔱𝔰 𝔫𝔬 𝔣𝔞𝔠𝔢—𝔧𝔲𝔰𝔱 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔴𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔦𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔤𝔲𝔢𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱...

Beneath the gnarled oak’s skeletal embrace,a dirge for what the grave could not erase.The raven gazing at the navel simply redeach quill, a vein that pulses with the dead.Spectral noose that drags the weight of Hell,a requiem for the...