Canvas of an unrecognized willow trunk. Droplets of rain given up on by the sky canopy. Colored veins of a painting never finished. A story blotted out with desolated ink. Projects buried and unremembered upon. Crafts beneath the shelfs down each isle. A yard full of pieces and parts, torn and engraved. Each part described…
Tag: Lonliness
Nightmare
Its clutches are sharp. The claws dipped in dark forces. Enveloping, yet, somehow charming. Matted hair and wild eyes. Torn by the sticky, striking heat. He’s gasping for air that isn’t there. He’s screaming for someone that will not come. Voices of doubt are what reply, and he’s left to cry. He cannot breathe and…
The Unsigned Writer 