Silent Pain
I watched you lay there in silent pain I watched you lay look at me in silent pain Your eyes speaking without volume You tried hard to speak to me There wasn’t much I...
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Lunar Lunacy
Short Story I was approached by a rather interesting fellow in a park while I was on vacation a few weeks ago. The man looked to be sharply dressed in an ocean blue suit...
The Prophet
Poem If I wandered the streets With feet unshod like Socrates and demanded You answer the question: “What is Justice?” Would You think I was a lunatic? Or just another prophet. more...
Smuggs ’14 Chronicle, Day 12: August 5, 2014
Our self-guided Wike begins with soggy sneakers. Our path emerges from wet, high grasses near the driveway to Mountain Laurels. We find a path to Notchville Park and take the loop down to the...
To Be Reborn
Leaves on the ground. Blue on the windows. Steps on the stairs. Red in the eyes. You ate my heart without regret. The feast was witnessed by the dwarfs, and the fairies with their...
