You Alone

  I can hear my voice across the stars My throat is trembling with stitched-in scars But white doves fly from broken palms for you alone I cannot heal the beast in me The touch of your hands can set storms free But these quiet seeds will forever be for you alone This world will … Continue reading

Shift’s End

  A slab of light fell on MacMillan’s face through the window. It illuminated one eye, brown and bloodshot, a nose, broken in a childhood argument, and a jawline, half-weak, half-strong and with three day’s stubble on it. Officer Jordan watched him from the darkness of the patrol car’s passenger seat. An ambulance rattled the … Continue reading

In The Valley

Dust devils danced across the horizon, clearly visible even from behind the protective walls of the base, too regular and too fast to be natural phenomenon, especially so close to nightfall. Kayli called out for Elina and then triggered the alarm to put the base on alert. The third attack on her watch. She was … Continue reading

The Red Tower

  The tower stood on a cliff, white stone crumbling into the sea below and the swirl of the wind flecking the tower’s sandstone walls with salt spray. The tower had stood for centuries. Once, it was a guard tower for those keeping watch for invasion from the waves or maybe a high point from … Continue reading

Little Marked One

  Her footsteps were nightmares and she was only eleven. Only eleven with dark hair and eyes somewhere between purple dawn and orange sunset. They shone in the moonlight, but only if you weren’t looking, and this girl was going to save the world. At least, she was supposed to, but for the moment he … Continue reading

Favourite & Other Poems

  Favourite I said that you’re my favourite    it sounded a bit lame    like it’s some sort of game

Thursday & Other Poems

  Thursday thursday night    like any other night in winter I’m drinking a solitary drink

Life Is Waiting & Other Poems

  Life is Waiting life is waiting for you and it can’t wait forever

I Was Empty & Other Poems

  I Was Empty I was empty       my stomach burned       and my tongue was sick       of the taste of life

Have You Written? & Other Poems

  Have You Written? Have you written a poem for me?

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