

Night WatcherNIGHT WATCHER BY NIKKI ASHENDORFNight Watcher
When you get up in the middle of the night and you wander around tired and half blind with sleep, Im the one standing in that shadow in the corner, watching. You may get a glimpse of me in the corner of your eye. Did you see me smile? Was that enough to frighten you? Should I become whole and watch you scream and run? Should my icy shadow arms reach out and grab you unawares as I walk by? Mmmm, I would get off on that. But perhaps no, I would let you go back to your bed.


Muskegons' SmellMuskegons SmellsMuskegons' Smell
By: Nikki Ashendorf
Posed on a tiny patch of sweet emerald, our forefathers are contained In statues of bronze turned green, tangy and sweet in a city even smaller still Large brick buildings so old they turn to dust, chalky Sweet rotting garbage rising out of clouds through smoke stacks so high Tainted with the stinging smell of pine from the ghostly paper mill Delicious exotic flowers and tropical fruit oils seared into burned flesh Fishy seaweed, and fresh breezes rolling up from our small Lake, Michigan
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We are born with the dead, see, they return and bring us with them.
Little gidding
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Belief is more then seeing!
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Please don't steal my designs. I've killed for less.
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Let me be your wings .. let me be your angel..... Let me guide you.... let me be your happiness... *sigh* Dont go down that dark path again don't let this repeat itself.
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Let me be your wings .. let me be your angel..... Let me guide you.... let me be your happiness... *sigh* Dont go down that dark path again don't let this repeat itself.
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