CALIGINOUS Some small towns have charm and some have teeth. If you find yourself walking alone at night, Coaltry might just swallow you whole. “Beware the man with the hazy gray face” #questpit #Q #H

Serpentine whispers Salient dreams He rips out your tongue So they can’t hear you scream He will haunt you And wrap you In his ice cold embrace Beware of the man With the hazy gray face #QuestPit #Q #H

CALIGINOUS It had been ten years since Cassie found herself walking alone down the uneven sidewalks of Fillmore, ten years since the world went dark and those icy tendrils coiled around her heart. It had been ten very long years since Cassie Porter died. #QuestPit #Q #H

An agents guide to: CALIGINOUS 💀 Small town horror ☠️ Supernatural killer 💀Queer MC ☠️ Scandinavian folklore 💀 Ticking clock #questpit #h #q

Cassie had been numb when she woke up but now the feelings were carving a jagged line through her heart like an old saw with rusted teeth. Even if she could manage to eventually stop the bleeding, that particular wound would never heal. #WIP #amediting

Every time she slipped away, even if it was just a sliver of time, it was another paper cut on and already fragile heart. There was a slight break in his voice when he finally answered. “You’re home mom. It’s a beautiful day.” #WIP #amediting

Chloe smiled and kissed her so hard and so deep that Cassie nearly forgot all about the minefield of melancholy she’d been navigating all week. #WIP #amediting

“Evan! Stay with me here. I’m the one dying not you.” There was something both beautiful and soul crushing in her pencil thin smile. #WIP #amediting

Click, clack. Her heels drummed one last beat on the warm concrete and then fell silent, swallowed by the force behind the darkness. A pinprick of light shined like a final beacon as the girl pulled out her phone. “It’s too late kid. There is no salvation, not in Coaltry.” #WIP

The girls always looked like some vague version of that girl and the street was always some dilapidated version of that street but the broad strokes of the nightmare never changed. “A dog barks, the fireflies dance, and when the lights go out, the girl dies.” #WIP #amediting

Thick cords of nostalgia Coiled around my neck Until every dying gasp Was another memory Of Y o u

Breathing your name Quells the fire burning Deep within my heart

Black birds fill Black skies, A murder most foul Crows feast On fallen bodies Of the damned While those Cunning souls Escape into A darker oblivion

Time drifts Sifts and shifts Beyond the wish As every precious tick Slips from her grip #Amatory @Amatoryq

She dreamed of a place Beyond the dancing leaves And primal screams Where all the words left unsaid Floated in the breeze And the setting sun Brought hope of a better tomorrow #Monday #MadVerse

She is the poetry I am the pen Together we create The sensual curves Of thought and feeling

I want to read Your body Like braille To discover The story of You’re desire

One wish One kiss Tongue tracing A trail from Lips to lips Her moan My bliss One wish One kiss Firm hands on Grinding hips As we submit to Midnights grip #EroticismFan

Drowning in melancholy Drifting into the Space beyond the hurt, The heartache, The emptiness of another Lonely tomorrow Hoping that the sunshine finds The missing pieces Broken, buried, and left behind #FoxProse

Her offering was Soft and sweet a  P E A C H Meant To be eaten …And He       Was                Starving

My heart may heal But it will never again Be whole

She wasn’t Some delicate Flower Needing to be Touched Or Admired In order to bloom She was a A cactus Surviving in A harsh landscape Get too close And her pins Will prick She didn’t Need your Nurture In order to be Beautiful

Let me be Your phoenix Burning hot enough And bright enough Until we are both R e b o r n

Vibes for my horror story, Caliginous

Evan attacked his face with both hands trying to clear away his despair but nothing could stop that steady stream once the damn was broken. #WIP #amwriting

Lips can deliver A gasp A shudder A delicate quiver Pressing forward Floods like a river An aching need Her bold creacendo A full body shiver

I hurt too much to be dead. #WIP #amwriting

Let me lose myself In the whisper Of your smile

Unbound and Unwritten Standing at The edge of time Watching love grow Between the pages Of our own forever #Amatory @Amatoryq

What if someday has Come and gone While I was busy Outlining your Face in the stars

In the twilight hours, when Evan was left alone with his troubled thoughts, he could still feel her inside of him, still feel her pulling his strings like a master puppeteer. He tried to kill Cassie. He wanted to kill her because she wanted to kill her. #WIP #amwriting

Longing to get lost In the delicate folds Of her unquenchable D e s i r e

She lets out A moan When embraced By moonlight As she quivers And quakes Under the silence Of twilight

She wasn’t the prize At the end of the rainbow She was the beauty Of the rainbow itself

She spoke through gritted teeth. Every tremor of a word felt like another shard of glass embedded in the back of her throat. “Hit the button. Blow it the fuck up!” #WIP #amwriting

As the darkness consumed everything around him, Evan spoke directly to the unseen man coming to claim his soul. #WIP #amwriting

When Cassie opened her mouth to scream, the words were pulled under and drowned in the choppy waters of her heaving breaths. #WIP #amwriting

Tiny bladed fingernails, at least what was left of them, pressed deeper and deeper into the tender flesh of Cassie’s trembling palms as she reminded herself it wasn’t a dream. #WIP #amwriting

What was I to you Other than so many Empty promises You never intended to keep

An aching need To make them B L E E D Every precious drop A crimson coated E u p h o r i a Machete or razor Chainsaw or knife If none are around A pitchfork would Surely suffice

The house on Poplar was empty. Drops of silence trickled down every lonely corner, gathering in pools of anxiety as Evans mind prepared to drown. #WIP #amwriting

Twisted thoughts Tied up in knots Let your love Rain on me In a flurry of Calming Salvation

The flower of her love Once plucked, Begins to whither Deaths silent shiver Petals fall One By One Until all that remains Is a thorny reminder Of the beautiful lie

Sammy’s fingers worked the multicolored wires with a surgeons precision as he drew the roadmap for how an impressionable youth with anger issues grew up to be a moderately paranoid adult willing to blow up a historic landmark on a whim. #WIP #amwriting

When the light hit just right, the sticky rings of drinks long forgotten appeared on the countertop like apparitions from another age. #WIP #amwriting

Her Temple His Totem Heart pounding Anticipation Colorful fall Together They explored The very Boundaries Of Taboo

Burning Yearning Turning A spark into Flaming desire Dreaming Steaming Screaming As fingertips Stoke that Internal fire #Amatory @Amatoryq

I’ll bring the gasoline If you bring the match ….a love story

“She wants you next Evan. If she can’t have you as a puppet then her pet monster is going to drag you down into that murky pool of water. The last thing you’ll see in this world will be his hazy gray face. One way or another, she will have your soul.” #WIP #amwriting

Her voice shattered in his mind, embedding tiny shards in every unsuspecting fold. #WIP #amwriting