Ode To My Vices
Poem You dull my mind And turn me blind But I need you Don’t I? Don’t lie. I need truth too. I hate you, so much, But I can’t give you up. “I think...
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Lachlan – Part Four
Short Story There was something in the bath. Henry looked up and saw a dark shape moving behind the shower curtain. There was a deep guttural humming, and splashing and squelching and slapping. Henry...
The Price of Life
Poem About Life They still pick his pieces off the pavement, Careen. Puzzle pieces pick such somber songs. Astonished explanations, all strewn insides, vacant Empty manhood. Cheating mothers leave only nothing. Here he flies...
My Captain
Love Poem I saw you gliding o’er the water, rowing in a steady, slow rhythm toward the place on the sand where I stood, in the white wash of the words you whispered...
My Soul Grew Stronger
Short Story As I rode my grey stallion over the sweeping valleys surrounding my kingdom, I came across the morning sun. The penetrating rays shone over the misty lowlands, filling both the skies...
Smell Haunting
Poem I walked in And the smell Took me back Like a time-travel machine To a place Where I crept in fear From room to room Skulked in the smoke, And drank bitter...
Quiet Song
Poem I want to live again without a screen I want to write in a notebook Instead of a phone I want to curl up with a book Not with social media I want...
The Uncomfortable Chair
Poem it stands still underneath the sun ray wooden engraved with the history of my life and existence tears of waking up mixed with the first smile and fear of the unknown that snakes...
A Festive Feud
Short Story The blow to the head and the resulting fall took the wind out of the Old Man. He groaned as he pulled himself to a sitting position. He wiped blood from his...
Pariah Queen
Short Story She never meant to kill anyone. Or anything. In this moment nostalgia yet again hotfooted through her synapses; a jagged, fiery sensation. Her mother was a striking artist and a fashionable smoker....
Ode to Grandfathers
Short Fiction “What was grandpa like?” Katie, surprised, dropped her book and turned around to face her younger brother. “What?” “I’m pretty sure you heard me the first time,” replied Jackson. “I’m assuming you mean...
