there is a grey area
Trotting in, the darkness is carried on the back of one black horse. All the faces of the world, float on black behind this steed of darkness. On the opposite…
Trotting in, the darkness is carried on the back of one black horse. All the faces of the world, float on black behind this steed of darkness. On the opposite…
I awoke suddenly, and opened my eyes. Agonizing whiteness, like headlights, pierced through my retinas. I closed my eyes again, quickly. This. Doesn’t. Feel…
Wiki focused on a spot on her white slippers, “It was too hot in my room last night.” “OK then. We’ll get that fixed. Go get something to eat before bedtime…
The battle had raged on for longer than either side had hoped. Dark forces had overtaken the holy and there were but a few righteous ones left. With his queen…
I looked up, waking from a daze. My cold, pale fingers shook as they held a small black-and-white photo. It was of a small girl, maybe 16-years in age…
Who I assumed was Venus stood in front of me haughtily. Her gray eyes shone brilliantly into my own dry ones. “You’ve kept me waiting, Alice. It’s time,” her…
The cement floor was cold on my cheek. My ear was plastered to my skull uncomfortably. My mind swam to conciousness slowly, pushing through the Sandman Dust…
With her ipod in hand and 400 bucks in her pocket, she reached for the keys to her white jeep. While she thought her dad was asleep, his voice did not surprise…
Breath of alabaster frost Billows up like willow flowers loft. A barren tree’s embossed Unto the scenery when Snow flakes make Its tendrils pillow soft again.
Looking back, everything used to be so meaningless. So colorless. So bland and unseasoned (just to throw in some food adjectives). It was like a black and…
The day he told her he didn’t love her anymore, she finished her song. It always went like that, to tell the truth. She had written exactly as many songs as…
He pulled me into an embrace, crushing my body against his own. He leaned in and whispered, “Got to make it look realistic now!” he sneered, “Smile” he said…
Two children run, hand in hand. Black hand in white hand. Green grass waves. Blue waves stream, Silver stream laughs. Two children laugh, hand in hand. White…
The torture went on and on, day after agonizing day. I thought I would go crazy. I thought I would break. I thought…I thought I thought I thought… Then one day…
Ron gasped and jumped back as the over-sized pearly eyes stared milkily at him. Sly’s skin was as equally alabaster white and he wore a brown wrap like a toga…
The place they hauled me off to was more of an asylum than a prison. I had to share a room with another ‘artist’, but we had a curtain to draw between us…
I write a note, A note on white paper. A note that is filled with passion, And love. A note on white it is, But it shows color. The ink is black, But the words…
“Good. I’m glad you got me, because I don’t want to have to do what I did to Mariam, now do I?” he growled menacingly. “’Member what happened to Mariam, Celia…
He loved her hair, fragile and ivory, still fair against her eggshell-pale skin. Her fingers, translucent and papery, rested gently against his own icy cheek…