It was a special night. She had planned it for months, years maybe. On her way home from work, she bought herself a dozen roses. She made herself a delicious dinner - all of her favorites with a bottle of champagne to celebrate. After her meal, she sprinkled rose petals all over her bathroom and... Continue Reading →
Talking about rape, abortion, adoptions - also the last 20 years of my life. Don't read it if you don't want to read about yucky stuff. Go anywhere else on my blog, there's plenty.
Disasterpiece There is no sin and there is no penance. All she wants is to teach you lessons. There's never too long for her to wait, so worry not, it's never too late. Time exists only if given meaning. The Fate that speaks when you are dreaming, in signs and whispers, sometimes screaming. Open your... Continue Reading →
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 5. She shines her light, too pretty to hide, turns herself over to what she is deep inside, smiles at the wolf and says thanks for the ride. The wolf devours her secrets and her shame (a shame that came solely from the ones who gave her... Continue Reading →
Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 4. Or perhaps, the truth could enlighten Red's not guilty of any sin, she just has to love the wolf within. We'd prefer the wolves any day. Grandmom's love has faded away. We didn't deserve it anyway, not cause we're bad but cause we're Gods, Because we create our... Continue Reading →
Part 1 Part 2 3. He speaks to truth and reminds her of the innocence of youth. He reminds her of a time of peace, fear is indoctrinated by lazy priests. Everyone tries as best as they can, but it can be crazy to speak, so there is safety in the pen. Discomfort unwelcome and... Continue Reading →
Part 1 2. Turning to the occupied bed, she looks like a woman raised from the dead. No more dirty secrets in her head, No longer a hidden Little Riding Red. No more hood, no judgment unbidden, it feels so good, to have no schisms. To the wolf, she grinned and said, "Never tried sex... Continue Reading →
My first ever Fucked Up Fairy Tale. 1. Didn't an act of love seal Little Red's fate? Sure, Grandma wasn't there, but here's the truth from that day (if you care): Red was planning a special date. She was so sick of Granny's critical stares, a cross-dressing wolf - especially male -was to Red delightful... Continue Reading →
From a Crack in the Wall (Flash Fiction and Writing Prompt / Writing Challenge!) https://fitfulfearfulphantasmal.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/from-a-crack-in-the-wall-flash-fiction-and-writing-prompt-writing-challenge/ — Read on fitfulfearfulphantasmal.wordpress.com/2019/04/01/from-a-crack-in-the-wall-flash-fiction-and-writing-prompt-writing-challenge/ My ending: By the time he reached the crack, he had allowed his fear and doubts to overwhelm him. The crack was gushing blood like a severed artery. He slowly breathed and regained control of his... Continue Reading →
