Wearing one shoe doesn’t stop others from minding where they step. A bare foot’s also real good at finding all the broken bits of glass and shrapnel in the halls...

A forest ghost has no eyes, a forest ghost has no teeth, yet it can see and taste...

So mad is the mind filled with God ego, that strength and the will to live is seen as defiance...

He rolled them up and watched them burn. Never held them up to his lips though...

She’s got bloodstains on her knickers and meat stuck in her teeth...

The memories don’t stick, the bones that crick. The will grown tired, the body now expired....