if on your knees you find yourself bowing head, hands behind your back, begging mercy from the boots that march trampling those left standing who
Author: River Dixon
Just someone who enjoys writing and reading what others have written.
Possibility of Existence
In deciding whether to maintain Or shatter the monotony I realize my underlying Fixation with lines A love affair, really Tracing, connecting, standing in Where
4 to 1
These malformed deficiencies of my soul Pull the strings of judgement, condemnation Navigating a fractured landscape, blind Projecting my own discretions tenfold Crashing against the
All I Have Ever Known
if i understood how to open my eyes would i dare to gaze beyond the fragile strands that define the only place i’ve ever known
Between A Spider’s Eyes Release Day!
What do you get when you take eight of the most prolific voices on the indie horror scene and barricade them in a cellar for
Small Deaths
i’ve never felt quite right wrapped in confusion at the perceived motivations around me never really a direction but displacement from the things and the
The Stories In Between 