Monthly Archive: September, 2015

50 Word Story – Toxic

I returned to him. I always did. A toxic and intoxicating love. I shiver now; thinking of how he’d bend me over and slap my bottom until it was as red as Father… Continue reading

Vengeful Ghost

She woke; now a ghost Unseen. Floating. Snickering I’ll visit my ex (Photo from

Sugary Stars

We fly through night skies Handful of sugary stars I feed Pegasus   *Spectacular photo from FlyTrapMan

The Grigori

Rain from rumbling clouds Hurtled from heaven, pelted The fallen angels   *Stunning Photo from Francis of Qhapaq -The Grigori were a group of fallen angels who mated with mortal women.

Last Celebration

Twirling and dancing Last celebration as death Claims the falling leaves (Photo from

Haiku Police

He slapped his face hard 5-7-5! Mel’s shouting Fine! I’ll rewrite it This haiku was inspired by Mellow Curmudgeon (Barry K Rosen) who is nothing short of a haiku guru. He also has… Continue reading

Dirty Gin

Ice cubes in the drink she gives him. They float and clink in the dirty gin. With his finger, he traces the side of her hip. A faint hint of danger he tastes… Continue reading

Beckoning Moon

  Full moon beckons him; White alabaster roundness. Nice butt, he whispers. Haiku usually appear without punctuation marks at the end of each line, but I added a semicolon and threw in a… Continue reading


Angel in the light When darkness falls, a demon Writhing in his bed   (Photo from

Hungry Love

Wrapped up in her arms Pleasure and pain interblend As she eats his head   *Inspired by the incredible bug photos of FlyTrapMan. (Photo from