Perception leads to self-deception.
A short poem I wrote forever ago. Inspired by The Perfect Storm. Nothing special. It feels unfinished to me, but I can't figure out where to go from here....
A return to fiction. Enjoy this 600 word flash story about stress.
to greet depression; an old friend
The beat of the old willow, The brown edges of a withering rose,
The fury of Mother Nature
Guys this one's nonsense--just an experiment...I don't really know anymore
daily poem practice inspired by the word "Fury"
My letter to a certain someone, from the darkness of my heart. Read with caution
by tbanarchy The PCers are "outraged"-AGAIN-and expressing said "outrage" on sites like-where else!-Twitter.
We used to be wrong in all the right ways
Losing it all
was never our call.
I don't break. I turn savage. But then again, when you come down to it, it's all the same.
A mother’s love is like no other, but so is the absence of it.
Error in the system. Try again next year.