Mydren

"I cannot die." The memory of the angel's voice cut through the fog of remembrance with the force of what seemed like an entire lifetime she'd forgotten. All her thoughts froze at the sight of her fingers after she had absently wiped her nose. She wiped her nose again to find the same red substance present on her fingertips. It couldn't be blood, could it? Angelina frantically searched around, her eyes finally finding the dried spots of brown blood that dotted her pillow case and her night gown. She rushed to the bathroom, which was thankfully just through the shutter doors across from her bed. The light clicked on illuminating the pink mar

In the Graveyard long and wide rows and rows on either side, girls and boys, young and old rest together in repose. Every sunday flowers in hand lines of people, promised land; tidy up, looking proud. Ours is the prettiest around? In the Graveyard long and wide council rules must be applied. Graveyard shuts at 7PM. we must be done, and out by then. Flask of tea, coffee cake. Lovely plants, beds to make. Squirrels wander unconcerned waiting to eat those plants we tend? In the Graveyard long and wide rows and rows on either side can't come sunday,but what will they say those next to us, at plot 10a?