Monthly Archive: August, 2015

Empty Shell

His soul died at war He’s home, but the perished part Searches for his grave   *Inspired by Oglach’s The Art of War, IV; Godlike (Photo from mrsunderground.deviantart.com)

Run

Another day of work. It’s a quarter past three. She peers into the mirror. Who is she? Have her eyes always been cold; her expression so blank? She does what she’s told. Is… Continue reading

Imprint

Ghostly fingers trace My lips as I lay sleeping I wake up thirsty *Photo from New Mexico’s Fresh Eyes Project which is an amazing organization that gives incarcerated youths the opportunity to learn… Continue reading

Trompe de Chasse

He blew the French Horn With lips that kissed me. Superb Two finger placement   *Photo from ebay.com

Surprise

Texting him all night, She didn’t know he was in Her bedroom closet   *GIF from http://www.smoothfm.com.au

Nuclear Breakfast

  Eggs from Chernobyl Excited to try. Exude Pulsating colors   Thank you, Josh, for the use of your amazing animation! xo, Rose ***Click here to experience MegaEggz’ off the wall animation, art,… Continue reading

Spoon

We lie side by side Fitting well. There will soon be Some heavy breathing

Fork

Came upon a fork On the road so now I can Eat my spaghetti

Knife

A punctured heart wound So much internal bleeding Unrequited love

Soaked

The grumpy gargoyle Sat in the rain, soaked and sad Guarding churches sucks