I Feared for My Safety When He Slammed the Door Grille
If you’ve been following my work, you’d know that I rarely talk about personal experiences. However, something so bizarre happened yesterday that I just have…
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Bougainvillea Snow
A Prose Poem about a Teenage Crush My heart soars like a kite on a windy day, As a silent hello escapes from your mouth.…
When Life Shits on You, You Learn Who Your Real Friends Are Don’t Feel Bad; it’s Not Only Your Fault
Most people I’ve met, especially online, are socially acceptably superficial or straight-out liars. If I had a nickel for every time a “friend” told me…
After Not Having Sex in Three-and-a-Half Years, the Adult Cartoon Character Sterling Archer is Becoming Hot: Very soon I’ll start fantasizing about having sex with him instead of with human beings
It’s been about three-and-a-half years since I last had sex, and that was the last time that a human being I wasn’t related to touched…
Those happy eyes
Those happy eyes of yours are all I need When all around me seems to crumble and deceive. When times are tough and trouble pours,…
Under the Rubber Tree
Each day I visit the village square, and each day the older men gather to pass time. Friends since school days, one by one they…
JUDGMENT DAY
There is a man without a head, high on a hill. Is he a spirit or is he real? Nobody knows what to say. They…
TIME ROLLS ON
EACH PERSON HAS THEIR DAY IN THE SUN, SO TO SPEAK. BUT TIME KEEPS ROLLING ON. YOU CAN’T STOP TIME, NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.…
Remembering When I Was Dusty Around the Eyes
Names change colors when you are dusty around the eyes. Watch a gerenuk at sunset while listening to a Walkman. These two odd sentences are…
Question of a Perverted Child: What’s the big deal?
Childhood Perversions The first word by which I learned to define myself was “pervert.” From the time I was a toddler, my closest family members…
