Dark City

I know a dark, dark city. In the dark, dark city there’s a dark, dark street. On the dark, dark street there’s a dark, dark house. In the dark, dark house there’s a dark, dark room. In the dark, dark room there’s a dark, dark closet. In the dark, dark closet there’s a girl. A… Continue reading Dark City

The Gallows.

There I stood with my headphones over my ears, hoping the lord music would down our the sound of the shot, as well as the crowd that had gathered to watch. One would think I was being awarded, the way everyone was fussing. It was a sunny day. Birds were singing in the trees. But… Continue reading The Gallows.