Sometimes I Fall Down

Verily I say unto you: We live in some technological times. Social media - a phrase nobody had even heard a few years ago - is now this T...

Shakespeare doesn’t give a flying fuck if you like his sunglasses.  Doesn’t care.  Wears them cuz he wants to, cuz they feel good, ...

The Spectacular Voodoo of György Dózsa If he had one magic, it was to inspire, to fill, to nourish and he believed that the self was enough,...

Today was okay i guess because i drank wine last night so i slept in real late and i woke up a little woozy but it was okay because it's...

Today ends a week of depressing poems. Someone posted (on facebook) a "Pay it Forward" for creative people - you reply to their s...

Here’s the thing of it. One of my most favorite things to do in this life (there’s a long list of these things, but this is pretty close to...

The first thing he did was win a whole bunch of money. They boys at the track thought he just "had a knack," a "good picker....

Her strictly Catholic mother called her a whore before she even knew what it meant, how to spell it even, her mother's eyes stabbing jud...

We had to write either two stories and one poem for my creative writing class, or one story and three poems. I've already turned in my t...