New poem. Rough draft. Just written in the past twenty minutes.
I put a new knife to my chest,
make a thin incision in the skin… 145 more words
From the depths of night, the thing creeps along the ocean of imagination, pulling itself with talons jagged from too much murder. Hunger fuels the hunt as it searches for the light. 672 more words
Hi everyone and welcome to my stop during the book blitz for Ghost Heart (The PSS Chronicles #3) by Ripley Patton. So far this series contains 3 books: … 1,088 more words