Bathtub poetry

If your thoughts should turn to death, gotta stomp 'em out like a cigarette - Bright Eyes --- I lay in the tub, warm and cold all at once, holding wine in my mouth like some kind of offering, unswallowed. This is his body, this is his blood, and who decided I had to drink … Continue reading Bathtub poetry

NaNoFailMo?

As is evidenced by my disappearance after that week 2 update, I didn't get terribly far in NaNoWriMo 2017. I'm not viewing it as a fail, though, because the work I did was substantially more than years past. I learned a lot about myself as a writer, my process, and what works for me (as … Continue reading NaNoFailMo?

We tried to keep them out. We tried to bar the door. We are so, so sorry. [Part Two]

This is a repost of my original publication of this story to r/nosleep. This work is copywrited to me and may not be reproduced without my permission and credit to J. Pfeiffer and a link to my blog. So sorry it’s taken me so long to get back here again. Things have been crazy, and I’m sure … Continue reading We tried to keep them out. We tried to bar the door. We are so, so sorry. [Part Two]

We tried to keep them out. We tried to bar the door. We are so, so sorry. [Part One]

This is a repost of my original publication of this story to r/nosleep. This work is copywrited to me and may not be reproduced without my permission and credit to J. Pfeiffer and a link to my blog. Close your eyes and think about all the doors you pass through each day. Hundreds of doors, thousands in … Continue reading We tried to keep them out. We tried to bar the door. We are so, so sorry. [Part One]