Sitting in the dark, it’s hard to see the shadows. Watching so intently, forever waiting for the signs to be there. I play out the dreams in my mind, Watching the dance, seeing the shadows take form. The dreams are nightmares, terrors that haunt my day. Things to reach for,…
No one can remember exactly when it all began, but the consensus seems to be about 2 weeks ago. We all know what happened, or at least we all have a theory of what happened. Two weeks ago, a Tuesday evening, just like any other Tuesday that had ever been.…
It’s a normal summer day, the sun is out, and the weather is entirely too hot for Bob, sitting in front of the computer, he contemplates what to do. “Should I write a story? Perhaps a poem?”. Sitting in a state of frustration he scratches thoughtfully at the side of…
