My Poetry

Red Whine

AB. The blood. Blood of his story.   Bandaged. The blood. Blood of his story.   Abrasive. The blood. Blood of his story.   Barbecued. The blood. Blood of his story.   Abused. The blood. Blood of his story.   Ballistic. The blood. Blood of his story.   Abnegated. The blood. Blood of his story.… Continue reading Red Whine

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Short Stories

Different Drugs.

He rolled over away from her, the thick and damp lint-invaded plaid fleece clinging to his naked, red, sweaty rolls. He liked to light a cigarette after their sessions to push the musty and personal smell of body parts out of the room. After the first anxious drag of the hot mesmerizing tobacco, his stomach… Continue reading Different Drugs.

My Dreams While I Sleep

The New Boy In Town

He came over to my family’s house. He was probably 6’5 towering over every member in my family, even my really tall brother. Haha. He had a deep voice that could scare anyone if he raised it. He had dark brown skin, and lots of black and gray hair all over his body. He had… Continue reading The New Boy In Town