Soulless (Sonnet)

we sleep in silence as the white house stirs sex slaves drip, scribble and scream, minds are slurred who remembers what they could have, whisper today is tomorrow and tonight, blur police riots capture our only eye little girls sold in the millions tonight main stream media sells us packs of lies we don’t question […]

50 Word Story: Overflow

People say that when you dream about someone, that means they are thinking of you. But why though? Am I worth any of your space and memory? Will you let me fill you till our soul and spirit overflow? What’s the point in love if we can’t taste it too.

I Felt Like Dancing

Drugs in my veins, I am not ashamed I’m smiling today, did I get high this morning? Lost in trance, I felt like dancing Not yesterday, probably not tomorrow But, today Today I felt like breathing No panic-induced headaches Or stuttered thoughts in an urgent rage I could read each sentence properly Without ever having […]

Chasms

Never let me see the light of day Never let me hold the moon and sun Never to be in my hands, never to be sung Never to sleep in hands of angels Never to wander in the depths of Hades Never to revel in the stars Never to even know my place among them […]

Your Hands

A separate body Is not yours to decide Fate It is, however, a consequence Of an action you chose Is it ever right to decide Who is allowed to live and die As if we ever earned the right of nature It seems, rather, that you exterminate (Yes, I must use such a powerful blow) […]

If You Were a Bowling Alley

(A poem in which the character, who uses the name Fall Out Boy when bowling, compares the act to a girl he likes but will never attain) If you were a bowling alley, I’d say you were fuller than it as at nine If you were a bowling lane I’d say tonight your body belonged […]

My Choice: A Short Story

You don’t have to do this, they told me. You don’t have to go this way. You don’t have to do this. That’s what they told me. That’s what everybody says. But how come they’re never there when I need them? How come they’re not here, on this bridge? The lights are so bright, I […]

The Timekeeper

(Author’s Note: This is my personal adaptation of the The Timekeeper, written by John Holleman) Daniel, at the age of 22, will meet his wife-to-be at Arrowhead Stadium during a Kansas City Chiefs game after accidentally spilling slurpee on her. On July 1st, at 22 years, they will be married in a small ceremony among family. On […]

Taken: Flash Fiction On…Hitler?

(Author’s Note, from Wikipedia: “Flash fiction, also called micro fiction, micro narrative, micro-story, postcard fiction, short short, short short story, and sudden fiction, is a style of fictional literature of extreme brevity. There is no widely accepted definition of the length of the category. Some self-described markets for flash fiction impose caps as low as fifty-three words, while […]

My Search: A Short Story

I was feeling alone. Sickly lost, and craving completion. My heart yearned for satisfaction. I had tried everything: sleeping in, gorging on French fries and spicy chicken wings, downloading as much pornography as my browser could handle, gaming until I thought this really was Vice City, and every drug I could get into a straw. […]