"create"
the breathless words are a whisper
breaking static cadence, touching paper-thin skin
like clinking glassy champagne bottles against each other
jittering fuzzy scenes spitting out, the taste of bitter coffee
&
i left myself prune in the bathtub over an hour
the ice climbed up my limbs
(my brain uncaring)
the darkness tiptoed in
(my brain left staring)
incoherent
the synapses snap in static
frantic and erratic
filling my head
filling my eyes
filling all of me
the image of you
when you were alive and whole
when you were mine and twenty-nine
(as i am now, yours and twenty-nine with a month to go)
your name is a blessing--
an oath and a breaking
fit for prising open near to skinning
the wound that runs the length of me
from hollow throat to empty womb
(and every acre between)
in the dream you whispered
how happy you were i finally
So I noticed one of the rules is that it has to be horror. Now one difficulty I have is that since I am the author I can't really be horrified by my own stories. So is there someone I can present a story to here that maybe able to judge if the story is worth submitting or not?