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...
I feel fortunate to announce the publication of three of my poems today. They are available for reading at Scarlet Leaf Review. “The Things I Regret Forgetting,” is a poem I wrote recently about the loss of my grandfather. It...
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...
