Summer Lights

That summer we ran the streets, a pack of feral children in heat. Our days and nights were consumed with drama we created, hungered for. Broken hearts and broken bottles, blood mixed with tears and laughter. Who were our masters? The selfish, the distant? The abusers, the neglectful? Out here, they had no say, no... Continue Reading →

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S.B.T.S.

If my skull were to split, ripping my face apart, exposing everything inside of me, would you believe I've been open with you? Would you believe the miracle?

New Years Eve 2018/2019

Random thoughts this evening. New years. A promise for renewal written into the subconscious of man, as he awaited the sun's slow ascent toward spring and summer. A night of drunken laughter with friends and lovers. A night of loneliness for others, who face each day with foreboding. The wheel of time turns, seeking balance.... Continue Reading →

Summer Tension I

The three cops stared at Eddie, Van Gogh, and I, while we stared back. We had been at the foot of the stairs that led up to Bayview Apartments, in the alley behind the grocery store. It was mid afternoon, and we hadn't been expecting trouble, but they were obviously looking for it, and we... Continue Reading →

Death Comes Ripping

The dreams started when I became a young man; a time of isolation, frustration, and trying to process death. I had become fascinated by our inevitable demise. and started reading books like Man Is The Prey, a tome which documented various ways in which the animal kingdom took it's vengeance on man, whether charging rhinos,... Continue Reading →

You Alone

Journal Entry: Ever since I was around 4 years old, I've had a feeling of being alone. Because of this I would quickly grow attached to friends and girls, but would always be disappointed when it seemed that they couldn't return the affection. This led to feelings of betrayal and anger, as well as a... Continue Reading →

The Morlocks ch. 1

Eight o'clock came and went like the cold silence of empty institutional hallways. The seconds sang lonely lines of dismay, as the cool night air replaced the barren heat of the day. Radon sharpened his knife on the hard, grey stone, in a practiced rhythmic precision, as he hummed a quiet, somber tune that came... Continue Reading →

James

Let me tell you about James... About 30 years ago we used to chill in a run-down apartment complex in Northern Virginia. It was the type of place where black and white weren't the only colors, and Route 1 ran through the center of town, like lines drawn on a school playground- daring, taunting the... Continue Reading →

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