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I walk by the fridge and a nugget of acrylic catches my eye a woman encased within, looks out at me. Decked out in Victorian garb, bl..

The cool damp greenness of grass soaking into my soles, the sun warmed concrete sealing the life in, a misplaced piece of glass ..

The rain falls. I dance outside, revel in the spring. The days grow longer. I dance outside, my body rejoices the sun. The days gr..

You all lived there once, in the land of candy canes and sugar drops. Playing in the chocolate milk river, and laying out on the grah..

A poem based on true events. Coffee at 2am can help many a childhood trauma.

A response to "Richard Cory" by Edwin Arlington Robinson.

A security gaurd doesn't do his job.

Please No CSS I wanted a fairytale and found that you weren’t it. I gave you my love so to protect it from the gale, to gua..

A vignette of a character I have.

Please No CSS The Medical Examiner’s technician was on the last body of his shift. He cataloged the girl’s purse first. He du..