Apparitions rise at sunset. Their fingernails scrape living lovers’ windows as they call to them through dreams. Screams wake turning bodies drenched with sweat. Blankets strangle minds with nightmares to large to fall in a dreamcatcher. Scars appear on skin where no wound cut. If one looks closer, they can see dripped love coursing down as white blood.


2 comments so far

  1. Meme Express on

    Nice one!

    Thanks for participating at MEME EXPRESS. Putting you on the blogroll, so I hope you will return! 😉

  2. Nickers and Ink on


    How many creative writing blogs do you have? 😉

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