Eye Spy
I spy with my little eye, a person who doesn't know his place while in pursuit of the truth. But what is the truth? These days it has all become rather subjective. We have men up on a mountain believing in
Breeze
A man who lived on his own lit a candle one day. He took the last match in the pack, struck it against the ignition patch, and lit the wick. This was the last match he had, and he knew it
Beautiful Sheeple
They say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. That if we look closely enough, we can see beauty all around us. I see… NOTHING AT ALL. A void of darkness. No light penetrates my retina. A stockade of scartissue shields
Burned At Both Ends
"Take a piece of nylon thread." "Stretch it out in front of you until it lays in a straight line." "Now comes the fun part. Reach in your pocket, pull out your lighter and set both ends of that thread on fire." "Sit
Eat Me
I’m on the menu You won’t get indigestion I even come with dessert
The Man Who Cried Wolf
here was once a man who decided to make himself important. To do this, he would amuse himself by claiming that the end is nigh. If people wanted to avoid their end, they just needed to listen to him. Citizens on
To Kill a Muse
"When I was younger, my dad shared a tale of an artist that suffered from terrible artist's block." "He was tasked to fill his gallery with fresh and beautiful works before the day of his showcase. Unfortunately for him, that day
Confidence.
There is a certain power in being able to finally speak up. Take, for instance, the biggest crush you've ever had on someone. They make your heart aflutter, and your mouth go dry when you try to utter a single word. This all
Heather
In my line of profession, only a few designers become household names. The masses can only give attention to so many things after all. At the end of the day, most clothes are utilitarian and disposable. To make people want your name caressing
The Sound of Death
"Do you know what death sounds like?" "You might think sounds like pleadin', beggin', cryin'." "All the lil people with tears streamin' down their faces. 'Don't kill my husband!' this and 'Please, leave my family alone!' that." "Screamin' until their voices go hoarse