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The Edge of Uncertainty

The Edge of Uncertainty   The man stood, relaxed, at the edge of uncertainty. The black water below him seethed against the sharp rocks, hungry. It was almost 300 meters from that black water, up the side of the volcanic... Continue Reading →

Fast Lane

He left the room. He left it too soon, And with tension yet unrelieved, Taut as a steel cable Attaching him To her.   He got in the car. Slamming the door, Stomping the clutch, And throwing the lever to... Continue Reading →

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A Long Damn Night

I knew the forecast called for storms. That’s why I emptied the can of waterproofing on the canvas of my tent. I knew the forecast called for storms, but not like this. Ever since the sun went down the air... Continue Reading →

Puzzle Pieces of Brokenness

When I walked into the bathroom she was huddled in the corner, knees to chest, a beautiful mess. Her right hand gripped a stained razor, while crimson pain spilled from her left wrist, palm up, shamefully showing the world what... Continue Reading →

Forever and Always

As I look at you on the little dim screen, So many hundreds of miles away, You cover your mouth so I won't see The painful twist that's all because of me. I don't need to see your mouth, I... Continue Reading →

A flattering tribute

So someone read my post the other day (He Saw Her), and liked it so much he was inspired to write his own version of it! I read it and thought it was just phenomenal, so I hope you all... Continue Reading →

He Saw Her

So I'm a tad bit tipsy right now, and I'm about to write a purely fictional piece about my version of the epitome of trauma. I have a vague idea of what I'll write about, but otherwise it'll be a surprise to... Continue Reading →

Back to the Grass Less Green

When we set out, it was sunny. Though low in the sky, sunbeams peeked behind the clouds and everything felt pastoral.   Through the thicket we went, sun at our backs, filling our souls like sails Over the bouncing bridge,... Continue Reading →

Save Me

It was two years, one month, and three days ago now, That I made that fulcrum decision. And for two years, one month, and three days now, I've been wondering if it was the right one.   You might have... Continue Reading →

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