My Girl

Her voice is joy Her touch is home Her eyes secrecy Her spirit sanctity She’s a breath of air She’s a moonlit night She’s a midnight dance She’s a kiss of light

The Creed of The Lonewolf

The Creed of The Lonewolf. To all, this I say; I am but passing through your lands, From one place to another, on my way, I will not hunt from your range,

an ode to The Republic of Estonia

Have you heard about Estonia? Over a million souls live there not counting bear, lynx, wolf or hare; Aside from the fair and cultured mainland, there is many, many a quiet island

I-WOLF

I stray away from crowds, drink beer from the bottle, don't mind getting blood on my beard, sometimes mate on first dates, am fiercely hated by conservative "Christians,"

Bobby Can't Dance and Other Ridiculously Depressing Stories

Here I bring you a collection of excerpts from the most brutally heartbreaking stories ever told. Have a box of tissues ready.
Cherry

Goldilocks (IP)

‘Hey Goldilocks!’ Without thinking he turned around and punched the speaker in the face, sending him sprawling.

Threshold part 2

It was the cleanest he had been since his first day; they’d hosed him down, fumigated him and even given him a clean coverall.

Waves: from the book Reverse the Universe

Waves By Lee J Mavin Rising up quick here comes the shore Tidying up too late to settle the score The wave crashes hitting me in the heart raw Tearing me apart breaking all lovers' laws

"We're On the Road to HUMATERNITY" (book review)

"We're on the Road to HUMATERNITY" is a fusion of story-telling, philosophical mini-essays, and poetry.

on tragedy, "Hamlet," and "angels in America"

(author's note: this was written in college around the time of "An Ode to Id." I make no claims about its quality.)

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