every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her

our savings accounts cry out for m… but we only have so much to give coins jingling away in the pocket a few dirty fives in the wallet the shelves are in need of grocery

loading the chamber to kill that which he fears most one round will suffice

joyless carnival merry-go-rounds of a troubled mind the amusement of fright and despair

on the surface you are correct he was an asshole a drunk maybe even

dying of cancer saying her prayers they came to bathe her she asked if would hold her Rosary… “of course”

when at war for so long peace becomes an awkward conflict so you keep fighting

two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them

i’m usually a dog person but when i returned to Austin afte… i met JD who offered me a place to crash while his roommate Karen was out o…

Tricia Wozniak went missing on No… 1987 walking home from Arey Elementary first there were signs all over town

broken headstones in a cemetery of… bacteria running rampant feeding off the bones of the dead decay cannot be undone time will always bring about the i…

when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly

race against midnight an eleventh hour dash for the quick finish