Read

Autumn can seem a queen of spades whose burying the sun or queen of clubs when last leaf's laid and winter, cruel's begun but she's a queen of...

Among shadows of shielding trees i walked into the sun touching through the eyes daring to look. Words rhyme in a necklace around my neck. While you...

I Thank you, Silence. Thank you for settling in the pits of my heart in the dead of night And smudging the Things That I Have Seen: Raving madmen in...

You probably won't like me; you may find me degrading. You probably won't like him either; he likes the degraded. My story is like a bloody t-bone ripped violently from the wild boar, now sitting auspiciously by the carnivorous fire: Blunt, raw, and tantalizing. It starts the night I catch his luring needy eyes, and continues to the day I put it all on the line to chase a ridiculous and childish daydream. Though I feel him, hear him, and want him, I can't claw my way deep enough into the web of his psyche to find the subtle secret he holds. And for one simple reason: I don't know who he is.

Time still keeps blocking my will I sit and fill this time to kill And I know it’s harder still Make believe in Chill in the hands of time still...

“It’s the story of my life!” she said very theatrically. She was squatting on top of a bench; her arms were wrapped around her legs and her head was...

Chappter 1 1. I am single and free and today I have nothing to do and all I want is a man to touch me and hug me and kiss me and take my clothes off...

Chapter 20 Cyber Soul As I follow Tim I notice that floor is color of black olives, it even has the same spongy texture probably about as tasty too,...

Winter tapped us on the shoulder today, reminding us he’s booked a ticket and packed his bags of cold wind, driving rain, frost and snow. This...