Talking Through My Skin

 Subliminal messages etched in flesh, itchy rashes was how it started, I scratched for days, ointments failed, it burned, it stung, the doctors drew blood, but shrugged their shoulder, sent me away, it's then I noticed the words, then sentences, at first I didn't believe what I saw, but as they slowly started to become …

M Is For…..

I'm working on something for another blog, it's an idea that is starting to crystallize, but, I don't know if I'm getting carried away with the set up, or just doing what I normally do, which is have too much fun with dialogue... Anyway, I thought I would share the beginning of my idea. It …