Michael Heffron

"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

"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...

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...