Blood Only Shines in the Moment

1.Blood Only Shines in the Moment “My knife barely needs to make contact. Flesh giving way with the lightest touch. Blood dripping, streaking the white porcelain leading to a pool of black grease. I drink it up! The bitter aftertaste startles at first then excites me! Like used motor oil marking my arrival home after … Continue reading Blood Only Shines in the Moment