Summer’s End
Poem Somersaults in overalls Tastes like summer Rock salt on your Birkenstocks As the birds revolve I can’t help but hum along and wonder I’m pushing twice as hard Barely moved at all The...
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The Breath of Life
Poem I don’t want to live a life that’s shocking Shaking or nerve rattling I want to push myself through an air tube feeling a consistent flow and pressure I want to live...
Animal Dilemmas – Aardvark Gnu
Short Story The Gnu ran blindly, mad with fear through the tall grass. After its first leap, the cheetah landed on a broken bottle buried in the mud and cut both its front legs....
Animal Dilemmas – Parrot Seagull
Short Story The seagull had won. It survived near certain dead due the kindness of a good natured squirrel. It defeated its enemies and took back its throne as a leader of the colony. Its statue...
Tears From A Clown
Short Story The man and his camera crew had been driving around for hours on the hunt for clowns. His news station decided to do a segment on all of the creepy sightings that had...
The Tramp — Part One
Dystopian Short Story From his high vantage point he had a terrific view of the poor sap below him. The Kid sat in a tiny room made of concrete — the ceiling had fallen...
Rich Man, Poor Man – Part One
Short Story Once upon a time, high in the reaches of the mountain range, there was a martial arts master—a hermit would be a more appropriate term—who lived out his remaining years in his...
Just Come Home
Spoken Word Every day it seemed as if a body Felt neither here nor there Gradient, up; roads bare Gradient, down; city streets Blinking the crosshairs of “no vacancy” We need you another...
Small Talk 2 – Problems
Short Story It’s good, rather brilliant. You think so? It’s logical. I thought you would bring the coffee. I do. And now you are in our conversation. What I can’t have an opinion? You can,...
Marshmallow Dreams
Short Story I was never destined to be a millionaire. My first failure of the task occurred at the age of eight. It was a normal afternoon at day-care. I went to the...
The Human Comedy: Bicuspids
Short Story The dentist’s chair. Why did they call it that? The dentist never sat there, that was for sure. The dentist’s torture chamber — that was more like it. The hygienist was nice...
Looking Out The Window
Poem Looking out the window but my vision’s blurred. Past’s, present’s, future’s, a train is chugging fast winding up in summer haze followed by my eyes followed by my thoughts… Looking in the mirror...
