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Bleedin' Traitors' Gate

What an excruciatingly paranoid time it was. Persecuted Queens accused of treason. And Men accused of plotting against their Kings. For Royals, even with their wealth and power, couldn’t escape the secret games against their lives. 311 more words


The Cycle ~ #ShortStory #fiction

She remembered him like the setting sun. Auburn hair, tanned skin, a god among the often normal men she glimpsed daily. He never saw her, just a glint of where she was, a reflection off his glasses, what he thought was sunlight. 52 more words

Night Owl Poetry

Poetry - People Like Us

People like us shouldn’t bother with friends
People like us look out for our own ends.
We don’t think about what’s nice, right or fair… 197 more words

Monday blues 

Threw my dignity out with the broken glass this morning.

My rules don’t apply to you. Please, come by, sleep in my bed, tell me you love me and don’t call me again for another week or two. 41 more words



I snap my darkness in half
and the horses of my imagination
rush out,
soaked in the blood
of my internal conflicts.
I comfort my beautiful beasts.