#downlight in a field? There’s no reason, power, sign of man’s creation or intention, save its existence in and of itself.
Cards in one hand, Glock in my lap, eyes on the fool. His jokes ran near empty, but his aim was self-gratification. (more…)
I begged for it to cease. Stay dark, stay dark. As the flash crashed through the window, it laughed at my forged resistance and drew imps and minions across my space. (more…)
As the dark became, the demon returned. It’s fine, it’s his corner. A headlight swiped him out & (more…)
Ignoring the direct had become a regularity. Shapes that had once been subtle and unobtrusive had breached the #surface (more…)
I look like a fifth grader. #Extreme in my execution and precise in my failings at elegance, (more…)