PoetryNostalgia

He stares at me strangely This son of my mine He catches me smiling When there’s no reason…

ProseAmerican Mistress

  It was odd what had come over Jake’s parents. Usually they argued. Sometimes violently. But this morning…

PoetryGoodbye To Reality

Here I am again, back to the beginning, Temporarily happy, with this torture cycle That’s never-ending. Thought things…

Careless

For years, we smelled smoke. The facade was on fire, still measurements went un-taken. Flames carelessly set by…

PoetryUnkn(own)

I’ve been to far off places, Not one of them were as queer as you. You’re like a…