My best poem to date, dealing with a world born of nightmares and cured by the sun. Depth I’d not dreamed of, and an accomplishment that always leaves readers amazed as they figure out what’s going on.

Sometimes it only my own voice I can hear.

I choose to withdraw.

For anyone who’s ever realized, too late, that they’d chosen the wrong mate.

I will kill you yet.

…my response to the Triond Forum Writing Challenge – round 14, where something is to be written using the words “broken mirror” and “enemy”.

Poem.

Poem.

Short story.

For Sonia.

Mind study.