Poetry, Horror, Psychological Thrillers
The emptiness was filled with journals to replace all the letters she’d never get to write, and tea pots with matching mugs for all the conversations left hanging in the air. She filled the mugs with tears of regret,...
As a gift to my readers and followers, I have a poem for you. I hope you find peace this holiday season. Peace may not come in the form of a world without conflict. Sometimes, it is a place of...
Today, I have something different to share with you. It is a piece about my personal struggle with death. Over a decade ago, I lost three grandparents in under two-and-a-half years. I didn’t have time to cope with the loss...
“I don’t know what to do!” The plea sends twinges through my body. I’m sitting here trying to figure out how to break out of the joint, and this lunatic has been yelling the same thing for the last hour....
One of the things that ignites my flame of passion for writing is listening to poetry. I don’t often write poetry, and I only read it occasionally, but if there’s a chance to listen to someone read it, I’m there...
