A City Called Decay
Sun-scorched denizens hiding in febrile shade A place of contempt Where every doorway contains permanent shadows Paper memorials and decaying flowers
Of Valiant Decree
The dreariness of each coming morning is fractured by the tears veiling your pupils Bitter sentiments ring throughout your ears as you try and piece together the semblance of previous morning rituals
The Blackest of Hearts
I will arrive, Once I am done gathering the pieces left from past transgressions. I hold the end in my arms, And the rest shuffles into the wind.
Remnants of Our Shadows
Under guidance not fully coherent with the masses, I tremble Tremble away guilt ridden lies and devious, malnourished amorous blessings
'Dawn of the Dead' (1978) vs. 'Dawn of the Dead' (2004)
Whenever a movie is remade, comparisons between the original movie and the remake are inevitable. George Romero’s Dawn of the Dead, a movie about survivors of a zombie outbreak taking refuge in a shopping mall, is no exception. Which version is better—the original 1978 movie or the 2004 remake? To answer this question, it is helpful to examine two major aspects of both movies: story development and the use of the zombies as a plot device.
The End We Will Never See
I tried to keep you near Our finger tips pressed and ached together, our grip slowly subsiding Along with your scent I once believed that soon it shall be
Sea Breezes & Salted Wounds
You could have been Once encased within my embrace You could have ruled I write these words on parchment meant for the gods
A Last Time for Everything
It's after midnight The cadence of your breathing is inebriating A chill cascades across the room I pull you closer The warmth emanating from our bodies marries underneath the covers