Title Undeterminded Poem

Used. 

Abused. 

Ain’t it interesting 

how those words are 

so much like booze?

often males 

don’t understand 

what it’s like to be in a woman’s 

shoes 

men make us 

feel these 

too much

at the least 

they are always 

the beast 

no matter 

how beautiful 

they may be 

hurt can come 

easily 

you’ll see 

 

(intro/draft) Untitled Zombie Story

You think life is easy? well your dead wrong there and I mean it quite literally. If you think life is easy then you wouldn’t last a single day in my world. You know that whole zombie apocalypse tale? well for me it’s pretty damn true. 

I’m not the only living person either. There are plenty more but most of us have fallen into toxic goo of sorts and have gotten interesting features. I’m not talking cat ears or anything like that, I’m talking eyes of different colors and bright pink hair, stuff like that. It makes us an easy target for flesh eating zombies but what the hell, we can’t all be happy. We like to call ourselves The Misfits Clan, you know like the band? and then you just add clan hah 

We don’t have your usual “normal” human names either considering how mutated most of us are. You see that guy over there, no not him, not the purple one, sorry, yeah, that guy, in the green leather jacket, heart shaped face, two noses, an extra arm coming out of him… yeah, that’s Gus. He’s what we all like to call the cook. 

No, he doesn’t just cook regular human food, that shit is hard to find. He cooks.. yeah, you get the idea. Zombies. I mean what else are we suppose to live off of in this big ass wasteland? 

Yeah. I can fly. Big woop, but it’s more like falling and not flying since I have no idea how to move my damn wings. Oh you like my hair? well thanks.. I guess. It’s been hot pink like this since I was born and my cat like eyes have to thanks to the goo that was spilled all over my town over yonder there. No one goes there though, they say some beast lives there but I think it’s really some hidden government agency type of thing. You get the idea. 

Hey so everyone’s heading to camp, ya wanna come? if we come across a pack of zombies you can watch me beat the shit out of them. 

The Goddess & The Beast (a short story)

“I’m a monster” Spoke the king of the werewolves, he clenched his shark like teeth, his eyes gazing at his less then human feet. The grey fur on his body blowing in cold night air.

“I will hurt you, I’m toxic and I break worlds around me and I can slit the throat of a heartless human in a second, I can’t imagine what I could do to your beautiful soul my goddess, even by accident” his eyes seemed to gaze from his feet to her naked figure in a visible white robe, her dirt colored hair with tints or red and that pretty face, she was quite small woman, not much of chest but with a soul like hers, looks never really mattered. 

“I’m not afraid of you” she replied “we are two of the same, I come from water, you come from it as well.. I can sting as well as you, go on hurt me” she spoke with dignity and grace, it was as if the stars in the sky were just as entranced by her beauty as he. 

“You were a god once” she began to say, he felt himself getting closer to her to taste those words, he could smell her immortal blood, she smelled unlike Medusa his ex lover.. this was a different scent like rushing ocean waves, vanilla, oranges, pieces of the sweet smelling earth. 

“I am still a god” he said with a smile afraid that if his claws were to hold her small pale hands he may break them. 

“I know” she answered, thought for a minute then asked “Why say such terrible things about your glorious being? I’ve always admired those who drink blood.. not vampires though too many bitches” 

He just about let out a laughing howl, bitches was a very uncommon word in the forest, “you speak so many words my goddess” he bowed deeply with his wolf-like body, he found that attractive. She felt she had seen him before.. but where? and surely not as a wolf?

“I have seen you before have I not?” she asked him “only you were a man I believe.. Yes, I remember now, Zeus exiled  you.. for wanting to love me.. the tree.. the golden apples and me.. wait a minute.. you kissed me!” she exclaimed after her deep thought. “You never chose to leave but I let you go anyway and that’s why he sent me here on earth” 

She let herself sit on a rock now.. realizing all of this. 

He knelled beside her “You must understand my goddess that in order for my heart to remain yours I must let go of Medusa I’m not sure of how long that will take a dozen more full moons maybe, maybe less” he said with care looking into her eyes. 

She suddenly felt disappointed, her face looked glum but a small smile appeared on her face as she said truthfully and clearly “I’m going to wait for you okay, I don’t care how long it takes for us to be together I’m staying right her”

And she did.. she waited