WeepingWisteria

Nothing but bubbles In this blood-red sea of death This gory typhoon

Wait for the hushed pause Hold your breath, lest you miss it The beautiful dawn

None can see it there The twisting patterns of scars The pain in your eyes

Soft words unspoken Hands entwined, feet entangled Love behind closed doors

I leave, my head bare I don't return, my clothes torn I'm gone, free for now

Well, I have a series of horror poetry I write. I haven't published all of it, but I can come back and keep sending you more links.

How would you like the stories sent to you?

@Chaser @FourLeafClover @SpunkyMonkey We only have a week until we need to be writing. We need to plot and create our characters. Do we all agree with the plot Chaser ...

Child's appreciation Warm hands, smiling parents A house full of love

Malvis woke up, groaning. "Not again." She stood up, took the rickety wooden chair she was tied to, and slammed it against the ground. It shattered on impact, leaving her ...

Do you have any extra guidelines? Anything against blood?

Cyra laughed, four arms crossed across her rock-solid chest. "Y'all punks really want to test me today." She stepped forward, her towering form casting a sharp shadow over her tormentors. ...

It was her governess she saw first. The same stern bun and angry face that made her panic, that made the back of her hands throb. Then it was her ...

(That awkward moment when none of your characters have gone to school.) Saturn and Neptune sat there, pinkies intertwined. Both brothers were silent, Neptune sniffling occasionally. "They're going to

Malvis covered her mouth, her chest shaking with laughter. Her mismatched eyes sparkled with mirth. Estella Fay grinned beside her, their hands intertwined. "I told you I could get you ...