Nape (Drabble)

You felt them as a cold breeze, a moment’s ice within a sharp breath. They never spoke. That would’ve been too easy. Instead, they sought to inveigle, to worry and constrict. It all came to a head one dark evening. Like sheets in the wind, they enveloped our town. We were smothered with silent malice. […]

Fearing The Worst

A ghostly breath disturbs my sleep, As over flesh cold fingers creep, And eyes do fear to open wide In case a demon they might find. The chills do rattle through my spine; My heart does beat in rapid time, Until I get a lick to face, It’s just my puppies warm embrace.