PinnedPublished inThe Story HallWhen you’re going through HellDrive fast faster than you think is possible in your dented Kia Rio and don’t be surprised when the engine pushes on without…May 5, 2020A response icon1May 5, 2020A response icon1
PinnedPublished iniPoetryThe Steps of PainPain is the afternoon I sliced my index finger chopping onions with the thick edge of that serrated steak knife reserved for Sunday…Mar 7, 2024A response icon1Mar 7, 2024A response icon1
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PinnedPublished iniPoetryWhere Did the Tears Go?With lashes moist, and diaper sagging, He blinks.Feb 9, 2024A response icon1Feb 9, 2024A response icon1
Published inLit UpThe MissEight ball corner pocket.Jun 14, 2024A response icon3Jun 14, 2024A response icon3
Published inLit UpYellowI never cared for the color yellow.Jun 5, 2024A response icon1Jun 5, 2024A response icon1
Published inLit UpIf I Was a TreeI would live on the bank of the Sebasticook River and stretch my roots deep into the underlayer of soil and sediment, hidden from the…Apr 22, 2024A response icon2Apr 22, 2024A response icon2
Published inLit UpThe Phantom YouSometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and I swear your leg is pressed against mine, And I can feel you breathe, in and out.Apr 1, 2024A response icon1Apr 1, 2024A response icon1
Published inLit UpThe Old OakThere is something to be said for the reliability of the Oak as he holds tight to his rugged pedestal of kingly elevation in a rugged…Mar 25, 2024Mar 25, 2024
