Don’t turn on the light

There is something creeping around in my head behind the walls a silent scratching that grows louder with every moment There is something creeping around behind the dark around the snickering furniture shadows filled with secrets tumbling like raindrops in the empty halls There is something creeping around under the bed Behind the door she [...]

A door, slammed shut

There is nothing left to say Rainbows and sunsets bleeding colors The last echo Of the last word Has long died away There is nothing left But a cold and empty bed Empty rooms and regrets Like saying sorry Long after she is gone

A Rude Awakening

I woke up and tried to rub the sleep from my eyes. The computer screen looked like a blurry mess. There seemed to be some sort of strange mathematical simulation on the screen. I remember writing the algorithm and telling the computer to do the calculations for me. Maybe I slept? Did I dream? Do [...]

The world ended and no one noticed

The night was cool but sticky like wearing damp clothes. The city had mostly gone to sleep leaving street lamps and stars as the only lights left. Maybe it had rained earlier, maybe not. It tended to rain fairly often here. Short bursts where the sky would open and seas would pour out and then, [...]

The Creation of Nightsdeep

My characters are currently jaunting from world to world, righting wrongs and causing trouble like some sci-fantasy version of Odysseus. These characters are traveling from strange place to stranger place under the chaotic whim of the impersonal universe itself. They've had cryptic prophecies, witnessed the end of a world at the hands of an unimaginable [...]

You are not the protagonist

There you were, 42 armed U.S. Marshall men and women chasing after you in the rain you were gasping for air as the water turned the dirt into sludge holes gaping as the liquid-metal death machine from the future said that life was like a box of chocolates chocolates that are produced by strange squat [...]

Fractured

A loud bang wakes you. You're in bed. Its not your bed. Its just A bed. Its quiet, really quiet. You unball your fists and look around. The room is empty. There are things in it of course; table, television, closet, shelves. Those things don't matter though because something is missing. Something that seems so [...]

Confessions

Wit and charm as a weapon I use to keep you away Inside me is a rat, chewing it's way through me It desperately wants to get out I'm terrified that you'll realize I'm empty a cardboard cut-out of a person that you think you know because I've made you think you know him. It's [...]