Gothic Micro Fiction inspired by Scottish landscapes, both beautiful and haunting.

Gothic Micro Fiction inspired by Scottish landscapes, both beautiful and haunting.
Gothic Micro Fiction inspired by Scottish landscapes, both beautiful and haunting.
A decade or so ago, I wrote this poem and from this sprang the children’s picture book, Where Wildflowers Grow. In this, my siblings and
I enter your room as a chilled breeze while you slumber deep. My translucent hand glides along the wood as I hover near your footrail.
I wondered as he puttered around, could I kill a man with the strength of my legs? Could I crush the life from his chest—
Broken were we, shards and splinters from life’s toils had fallen from us. Fractures driven deep through time had taken their toll But our love