Wrathful love

Bare hands, she tore through her flesh. Head hurled back a blood curdling cry. She wrenched open her ribs snapping and separating from sinew, a gaping black hole, and the bird whipped out. She couldn’t fathom the beauty in the gore. The little blue bird speckled in blood rubies, iridescent light caught on its featherContinue reading “Wrathful love”

The Moon and the stars

Night crisp air Wispy hair tickling the wind.. The Moon reflected his face so close, I could pull silvers around my fingertips and touch them to my lips. One lick and I am drunk on him. Defenselessly open to his caresses, his sweet scent, his smile His breath in me.. Nakedly drinking deep draughts ofContinue reading “The Moon and the stars”