I have produced very little real content in some time now, but not from a lack of desire. I cannot concentrate at home, but sitting down at the coffee shop with pen and paper has been helping tremendously. They are all short pieces and most are backstory to help flesh out the settings for fiction.... Continue Reading →
Gamila walked through the press of bodies without being seen. Her presence was felt, though, just enough that no one made contact. There was a little awareness telling them that she was occupying space and she was avoided. The anonymity was a blessing while simultaneously increasing her loneliness. She could not recall the last time... Continue Reading →
Rell felt detached from his surroundings, almost as though he was seeing the world through someone else’s eyes. Streams of blood flowed down the narrow pass, cascading over the bodies of his fallen brothers and sisters. His own blood oozed from the gaps in the armor he was encased in. It spurted from his gauntlets... Continue Reading →
Square dancing was a major social event in my home town. The maintenance garage in the background has been gone so long that I only vaguely remember it. They closed down one of the highways for this dance and the old courthouse is behind the photographer. The old courthouse in Livingston County, Kentucky. There was... Continue Reading →
Here's hoping I do not have an anxiety attack for the third day in a row. This is not what I am posting about, though. I have selected a choice of poetry to edit to publish, hopefully by next Monday. This weekend I will take mother down the hill to the riverfront to take photos... Continue Reading →
This is depression. This is anxiety. This is two consecutive days off anxiety attacks. This is suicidal ideation. This is my reality. This is what I can no longer hide. This is now, and always has been, my life.
Ferocity without purpose is malice Throwing on a wolf skin Followed by that of sheep Looking harmless Endearing Playing at hard Hiding casual cruelty beneath it all Looking all pretty Showing those sparkles Trying to distract everyone From the pitted, scarred core Refusing to be viewed disadvantaged Talking down Dishing trash Donning a stolen kid’s... Continue Reading →
I say my truth with every breath Releasing the words as I know them Lies and deception always receive their due Or, one should imagine it so When my word is dismissed With no concept of my oath What giving one signifies This rejection speaks volumes A denial of who I am Refusing to delve... Continue Reading →