Hello Everyone! I am taking part in NaPoWriMo this year! thats 30 poems in 30 days. So I will be writing a poem daily however the poems will be published twice a week!(allowing proper editing time). So I will be posting the poems for that week every Tuesday and Friday of the month! I wouldContinue reading “NaPoWriMo: Lets get writing!”
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Tears of a Killer part 2
She doesn’t hear the two figures approaching the clearing, emerging from the trees. One rushes to her side, cradling her to his body. The other just stares down with cold eyes. She stops screaming and pushes her younger brother, Malcom, away. “Put your clothes on Shae.” She looks up, her eyes locking onto herContinue reading “Tears of a Killer part 2”
Whispered Secrets
Skin, dark as the night sky. Rounded daggers highlighted by hair, the colour of frost with the softness of silk. Whispering its secrets, Whispering its warning. Do not come any closer. It scratches but doesn’t stab. Stings, but does not bleed. it fears ruining a flower so pure. But all thats needed- is a scrape. A tiny little prick.Continue reading “Whispered Secrets”
The Tears of a Killer
Here’s the first 3 pages of a story I hope to write. Let me know what you think! It was a slaughter. The whole night was just an eradication of any, and all loose ends. Anyone that knew their secret had a target on their back. Even the wind didn’t dare make an appearance. TheContinue reading “The Tears of a Killer”
Short Story: Lights
Lights on. Lights off. Lights on. Lights off. Lights on…why hasn’t he woken up yet? I look at the old ragged man. He’s lying on a tattered blanket in the corner of the room. He didn’t want to sleep on the bed, fearful he would make it dirty, alerting the owners that someone stayed inContinue reading “Short Story: Lights”
A Dance With Death
A Dance with Death You stand before me, waiting. I stare at your burning hand. Interested, I take it in my own. Am I a fool? Or am I brave? Asexual pair waltzing together, Uninterested in the bodies left behind. No longer confined in my cell, Not chained to my prison. Round and round weContinue reading “A Dance With Death”
A Summer Snake
This poem I wrote as a reply to Mary Oliver’s poem ‘The Summer Day’. Oliver’s poem sparked certain emotions which fueled this poem. I recommend reading Oliver’s poem before reading this if you want to view it as a reply or you could read it as it own original poem. A Summer Snake Who areContinue reading “A Summer Snake”
A.L.Tucker 