Alice

I sat on Sunday evening, alone with the woman who made me who I am today and watched her pass. It was peaceful, the sun was setting and the sky looked so pretty. In her final moment, it was just the two of us, as if she had some sort of plan. She had waited … Continue reading Alice →

Death Is Patient

Perhaps when you are old, Or perhaps you take a tumble, Death is Patient, It will wait. You could be struck down tomorrow, Or live until you are ninety nine, Death is Patient, It will wait. You could lose a battle, Or run out of steam, Death is Patient, It will wait. No matter how … Continue reading Death Is Patient →

Picking at the Metaphorical String of Time

Time is a never-ending string of possible and impossible events moving toward oblivion. I am aware that it seems rather morbid to start an essay, but I am not one to tiptoe around the facts. We are all going to die and it will happen. I want you to imagine death. Just take a moment, … Continue reading Picking at the Metaphorical String of Time →

Welcome to the world

Welcome to the wonderful world of the manic writer. The purpose of this blog is simple: Turn my 3 am thoughts into real time nightmare fuel. My university has informed me that I should build a portfolio of my work, so how better to complete this task by making the world a little bit worse … Continue reading Welcome to the world →