Author: VK Lynne

Traffic Light 0


Tug, tug, tug, tug, and the days Grow tighter around my lungs. When the air can’t reach them And my heart grows feebler Countdown ‘til relief comes. Tug, tug, tug, tug, in the night...

Pink an Fresh 0

Dirty Blood

My blood is dirty. I drag out. Past my anger and apprehension, 2 steps. To the neighbor’s house with a bottle of Manischewitz, Sorry for the noise. He smiles. 12 steps. Past the razor...

Abstract Thoughts 0


He came back today. I was not cheered to see him. He looked as bad for wear As the last time the beast chose to be him. My revulsion returned- I fear I have...