Ive had enough sleepless nights to almost enjoy the night terrors. At least i get to sleep before i wake up screaming.

Screaming and didorientated with soaked in sweat. Sweat drenched clothes and damp blankets.

Blankets i curl deeper into, pulling them over my head. My pillow soaks up the tears spilling from my eyes.

My eyes, close tightly but they cant block out the feeling of being hunted. H...

New found love.

The old flame.

Small talk.

Life plans.

Sunny skies.

Cold fog.

Sleepy town.

Lively city.

Slow burn.

Instant spark.

Family.

Solitude.

Familiar.

Unknown.

Difficult.

Simple.

The odds are stacked against me

It may be over before it began

But then again, i do suppose

You’ve always been a gambling man...

My vision hazy

I close my eyes

Feeling it prickle my skin

Circling around me

Caressing my body

It’s cold bite sends shivers down my spine

I breathe it in

Filling my lungs

I sigh, feeling it pass through my lips

With each breath

It creeps into my mind

A clouded version of the world around me

My thoughts are comforted

Wrapped in a old worn blanket

Im home...

After a stressful day of writing and rewriting my latest article, I knew I needed to “get the smell of house” off me as the locals said. I decided a walk would help calm my anxious mind. After a short stroll through town, I found myself at the dog park playing fetch with my dog. The sun was shining and the wind was warm as it blew my hair around my face. It was one of those spring days where winte...

When we’re together my balloon is full of air, bursting at the seams

When im alone the knot of my balloon comes undone, it begins to shrink. I retie the knot over and over, but air always sneaks out

Some days, i can tie the knot tight enough that only a bit of air slips out, keeping my balloon light and full

Most days, i tie the knot too loose and the air rushes out, leaving my balloon deflated...

The year was 1875. A coven of witches had travelled from Ireland, all the way across the Atlantic and were visiting a small island off the coast of Canada. At the end of summer, every year, a group of witches travelled to Newfoundland to forage for supplies they needed for potions and spells. The coven had gathered a barrel of mixed mushrooms, chanterelles and chaga, bundles of wild mint and rose,...

He may not live in my mind rent free anymore, but he does stop by. I keep my doors locked at all times, but he knows of the broken window in the attic which will not close.

I know he sneaks in from time to time. I’ve seen traces of him having infiltrated my spaces. In the hard to access areas, hidden in the past.

Lurking around corners and hiding in the shadows, i know he is there, waiting for ...

Today’s the day. My eighteenth birthday. Today i become an adult and get to leave the government insitution i’ve called home my whole life.

When caring for a child became too expensive for the average person, the government created a program for kids to be raised in the insitution.

I used to think about it a lot. How my family was able to give me up and hand me over to the government. But i tr...

The town was small and everything seemed old and dated, like this corner of the world had been forgotten about. The buildings, cars, fashion, way of life, it was all outdated, but the town still had a spunk to it. There was something magical in the air here, I could feel it.

One day, I had overheard the person working at the post office say “it will get here when it gets here” as a response to a...

Her eyes, a light blue lined by dark lashes, were deep, like her soul was peering out through her round glasses. She had freckles dotted across her nose and cheeks. Her porcelain face was framed by her hair. It was dark brown, very long, and looked as if she had recently had it in a braid. She played with a small piece of hair, twirlling it with her fingers. Fingers that were covered in tattoos an...