When you hold my hand

I am strong

unafraid

beautiful

I can be anyone

do anything

you make me

better than I might have been,

whole.

As I watch the sun

begin to set

on this life

we hold each other

more tightly,

and I pray

my eyes close

first.

His hand on the wall.

I put mine on it, checking to see the size difference.

It was the same as three years ago.

Somehow I always forget

thats once a child is gone, the things left behind

don't grow

like he should have.

Everything remains empty

The girl walked through the forest every day, always passing by a small, humble cottage. She’d peer through the windows, seeing a woman writing within. The woman scrawled away furiously, a story burning in her emerald eyes. Little did the girl know, she was the star of this unraveling tale.

I was breathless when I reached the end of the alley. Dim lights shadowed me as I looked over my shoulder, panting and shaking.

It was still there, right behind me.

I couldn’t outrun it.

I couldn’t hide from it.

My past followed me everywhere.

Chasing me.

It always would.

"Hey, remember that money I lent you a month ago?"

"Yeah. I have it right here."

"That's not enough."

"What? 4.99 was the price!"

"I demand interest."

"But..."

"I told you. All the money for drugs you take from me has interest."

"What do I need now?"

"Eighty bucks."

#interest

The love of Katie’s life just got married. And now she was at her reception. Time to drink herself stupid.

Before she could, Trina called her over. Katie sighed, moving to stand behind the group of women on the dancefloor. Trina threw the bouquet.

It landed right into Katie’s arms.

The head toppled to the floor with a thud. "It's done?"

"As promised." A sword clattered down beside the offering.

"Seventy-three demons set upon this earth."

The slayer sank to his knees, head bowed. "I kill seventy-two..."

The old man retrieved the blade, holding it high. "I kill the last."