I come from an impressive line of strong Black Mountain Grim blood. We eat fear.
Tag: amwriting
Word Spell
Once those hypnotic words take the shape of soft whispers and kisses, I’m done.
Honey Grim
The classroom door swings open. I turn around to the dark shape idling in the doorway.
Curiosity Killed the Cul-de-Sac
I sat in the bathroom all night wondering if I was about to lose my baby.