Drums

I woke to the sound of drums. My ear to your chest, my fingers around your neck, I waited, listening, as the steady beat slowed. And stopped. Copyright © 2019 by Nita Pan All rights reserved. This post or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express … Continue reading Drums

Devil, Devil

photo found on adobe spark Devil, devil. If I say your name thrice will you come? Devil, devil. If you come, will you play nice? Devil, devil. If we play nice, will I end up wanting your tail in my mouth? Devil, devil. If I nibble on your tail, will you end up punishing me? … Continue reading Devil, Devil

Claws and Sighs

Claws, sighs, and sleepless nights.You have me in knots. I don't want you to stopThis burning in my chest. Copyright © 2019 by Nita PanAll rights reserved. This post or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use … Continue reading Claws and Sighs

Writing: a Poem

There's this bursting behind by my eyes. All I can do is write. My chest aches from the almost creative mania. All I can't do is write. My thoughts, my dreams... they ride on this. All I can't do is write. If I don't do this, how will I ever do anything else. All I … Continue reading Writing: a Poem

Vampire Lover

She slides onto your lap, grinding on you until you moan. She sinks her fangs into your neck, sucking the blood out of your body til you’re naught but a husk. Copyright © 2019 by Nita Pan All rights reserved. This post or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner … Continue reading Vampire Lover

You Are Madness

I feel you: deep in my bones drifting like a ghost through the walls of my crumbling home. Home: a place with four battered walls sunken in places from our fists. A thread of my best black dress is still stuck to a nail from where you shoved me up against the wall. You tore … Continue reading You Are Madness

My Blood

From volcanoes to ridges to underground caves to stormy riversides, my blood has run everywhere. Forests, deserts, and cities across the globe, red has been spilled. My heart can take no more. The only way I can see to regain my soul is to scramble around the world and hope that my missing puzzle pieces … Continue reading My Blood

What I Feel

I've screamed. I can't stop crying. I've gotten past the numbness, and all that I am now is a chest-ripping mixture of sorrow, love, and regret. I cannot see myself moving on. Even though you must loathe me, you were my home. I was the one who made the mistake of acting like a monster, … Continue reading What I Feel

Panic Chord

I started to feel a deeper soft fluttery joyous thing. Unused to such feelings, I let my fear of the unknown take over and I pulled the panic chord. I realized what I was missing a heartbeat too late. I spewed poison. I made her cry, and now our story might be over. My greatest … Continue reading Panic Chord

Wilted Beauties

She keeps a bouquet of wilted flowers on a weary wooden chest in her room. Roses, baby's breath, and wisteria have long since ceased to live, all shriveled up husks, trapped in a shadow of their former beauty. The roses' petals have all but fallen off, and soon they'll crumble to the touch. That light … Continue reading Wilted Beauties