Whisper Stories

We had moved, thousands of miles away. Dad claimed it was a job transfer, but I knew the real reason. I knew it was because of the shadow in the house.  At first, my parents didn’t believe me. Said I was just hearing things; all in my head. Then, out of the blue, Dad announced a job offer, ironically very far away.  I felt safer the first night after the move. There was something oddly comforting about the new home’s unfa...

It started with a whisper. A subtle phrase ripening within my conscious mind. “Devour the world,” it said. Slowly I rolled out of bed and dragged my limp body across the weathered linoleum floor to the edge of the room. It was almost midday. “Too early for that,” I thought to myself. For hours each day I would lay there, half-asleep, staring at the flakes of dust that become visible only in the sunlight, in the decaying r...

Whispers of the night,Of the heart,Where our love livesSo many nights.Our hearts whisper of love,Of that perfect moment,That perfect kissThat takes our breath away. So many times I come here,Following the whispers of your heart,Following your sweet love,Waiting for you,Waiting for your sweet kissThat steals my breath away.For that perfect hugThat makes my heart skip. I follow the whisper,Following it stillTo you,My friend...