Code Of Waves
2017 04 28
I am walking on smooth slippery stones
of the ocean beach in wild Oregon,
watching the sun thread soul-light in my bones...
Short Story: Miss Holly Lake and the Turning Leaves
Travel back to the 1930’s with Miss Holly Lake to find a missing alchemy textbook during a university’s tw...
Mind of a war torn soul (Poem)
The sound of gun shots still ring in my head and the sounds of screams echo in the air
Their dying i hear someone say all while...
The Use of Blacks as Objects in Film/Television:
Throughout history, blacks have been viewed as objects from the perspective of select Caucasians. But rather th...
Today would have been four years with my ex. It seems crazy that it's only been a year since we've broken up. I can gladly say that I can finally thin...
The phone rings
the game begins
The door is locked
the curtains drawn
The clock strikes ten
Children's hour has begun
Bring out the toys
Justice Before Revenge
2017 04 24
After chasing him through meadows of trees,
up winding trails in jagged mountain vale,
I corner him at narrow c...