Magic Trick

Solomon deftly split her in two.


Would be lovers share cyanide kisses.


Clouds gather over Hope's heart.

Rabbit Hole

Nothing made sense. Everything made sense.


Lungs filled with water. Darkness ensued.
Posted/Updated on January 20th, 2019

Note: Pieces from July/August 2018. Such a strange time that was for me, on the threshold of my move, struggling with so many other things in my life. Again, these are not quite stories, but perhaps the sum of them tell a story. I dunno. Either way, I wanted to add a few things to the site as it reopens but before I "go away" for a while longer. I think "Ricochet" speaks most of my life right now. I had such high hopes things would be better by now, but so much of my life is still a disaster. No one to blame but me, but still...

(FYI, date written, in order 8/3/18, 7/1/18, 7/11/18, 7/3/18, 7/1/18)