~ V. Ethereal Maybe being drunk is the closest I will ever get to zero gravity-- to walking on the moon. My fingers curled around the...

~ When I am sad, I find myself desperately sifting through the words of Sylvia Plath. And I guess it’s really quite funny (in an awful...

~ Her desire was painted green. The same colour of her pills and the gemstone she was named after, his eyes or the light at the end of...

~ The night breathes down the back of my neck in tendrils of air that smell of Mexican cigars and something like copper (something like...

~ Once upon a time, I would have called myself a storyteller. But today, I no longer convene–at least, not on a relatively frequent...

~ IV. Crimson It's not about the way it hurts-- it's about the way I bleed, the way my skin splits and geysers. A deluge of red leaches...

~ III. Annabel Lee At thirteen years old, I learn that not all mermaids are like Ariel-- some mermaids are called sirens, femme fatales...

~ II. Mysophobia Sure, now, when I look to the right of my bedroom door, I see the light-switch for what it is-- a light-switch,...

~ I. The Mermaid I am six years old, and obsessed with Ariel from The Little Mermaid, She is, by far, my favourite Disney Princess. I...

~ Please keep in mind that any similarities to Oscar Wilde’s own writing in The Picture of Dorian Gray present within this piece are...

~ The countenance of her throne epitomizes the state of her soul, and this countenance I shall describe only to those who may tolerate...

~ I. The Funeral Take the rosemary they have pressed between my toes and use it to garnish your next glass of wine. As you drink make a...

~ I. The Fireflies There was once a time when the fireflies had made a home out of me. One evening, long after the sun had surrendered...

~ A warm, honeyed glow drips from the pearled strings of the chandelier, illuminating the the whispers of champagned tipsiness on our...

~ Dedicated to Ophelia, the girl who drowned Legend: Water = ~ Air = { Earth = ^ Air & Earth = < ~Is my existence essential? {Goodness,...

~ Reaching out towards delicately rouged areola, his fingertips blush madly upon their first caress against the pink suppleness. He...

~ Come one, come all and join me for a night of unadulterated madness. “I see a dreadful fright in your future.” –Madame Tarot...

~ 1/4 cup of Stardust (must be wished on before being brewed.) 1/2 a pound of Bleeding Hearts (the flower, not the real thing, ya sick...

~ You think the night is beautiful, with her endless cascade of stars and the way she wears the clouds so seductively– billowing wisps of...

~ There goes Lady Fate, donned in solar sparks and her lace corset whose overt promiscuity catches the attention of one unsuspecting...