Michael Heffron

"The cold damp aftermath will linger for the rest of my shift. Pillars of white billow from my skin, and if anyone would witness this man...

"Pillars of white billow from my skin, and if anyone would witness this man under a streetlight at 4:30AM, I bet they thought I was a man...

"Heat rises from my chest, and I unbutton my color to release more steam." -Marcus #nanowrimo2019 #day8 #draft1 #arise

"My chest has had its full, but my heart remains hollow cracked glass." -Marcus #nanowritmo2019 #day8 #draft1 #arise

"I wipe the blood from my lips and spit it next the remnants of something diseased, hungry and insane. " #nanowrimo2019 #day7

" The pain of today was the same the first moment I lost her, and the demon in me would not let this go." - Marcus #nanowrimo2019 #day6

"In that cafe, she pulled back the collar on my sleeve and rubbed my scarred arm with a soothing voice and a full smile." - Marcus...

"She haunts my dreams, and our memories together taunt me on these these murderous nights." -Marcus #nanowrimo2019 #day4

"I breathe in the cold January air. I breathe out steam, and I shudder, coughing sharp black matter onto the dark ground." -Marcus...

“ From the first moment I saw you, I could see the mess inside you, an azure desire welling through your eyes.  Your majestic blue...

I ache for her. A  blue halo freezes the silhouette around me as winter's breath whistles in my ears. The wind rattles vibrant memories...

Humble beginnings lead to gratitude lead to a restart