I was her prisoner now, primed for torture. My punishment was her gaze. Her beauty was the first thing I saw. The only thing I saw. Her eyes captivated me, threatening to never release me. Irises blue and as fatal as the ocean, promising to hold me under her sea and drown me. She wasContinue reading “Purity”
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Thin Glass
“Once, I believed myself to be the master, but now I know the truth.” – a poor, helpless soul The mirror was my harlot, my whore, my plaything to tease in the dark and fondle with my eyes. The reflection looked like me, it even moved like me, but we were not the same. TheContinue reading “Thin Glass”
Davey Cobb 