“Go” ———- (A Short Story that will be available in “Full” in my VERY First book entitled “Portals”)

Mentally, I wasn’t prepared to make the jump. It just seemed so far down, I was scared that I would hurt myself. Plus, I had run out of the room so fast that I didn’t have time to gather my thoughts. I had no escape plan. I didn’t know my

Paper Bag Poem

Paper bag poem Like a sunflower We all had seen better days; right outside the field When The rain had finally gone away. The sun sat on the lake as we rode back home. We shared a few drinks til our sadness was gone. I touched many lands; none as

Police Report

The wooden floor could have been a river. How smooth it was. Blinded by Tanqueray tonic I didn’t see much officer -Just a few shadows doing salsa. I saw a phone hit the floor and crack Cherry popper… -I’ve never seen that in action. Then there was blood. First a

La Cuenta Por Favor

Gently pressing against the gum The tongue. I love it when he whispers. Eyes all serious. -He reaches out -Touches my hand. Ensuring that I heard every word. And like a rhino He bows his head Eyes looking up at me… -as if I’m incompetent. -Am I ? We’re out

711

I wish you didn’t have to navigate through the world the way you do. Seeing everything all the time With open eyes, Never testing them. You see the greedy You see the weak You see the poor. You wish you could save the world Be Superman don’t ya? But it’s

Towel – less

And just like how we used to wash dishes together We left each other with wet hands. Both going our separate ways Unable to touch anything -And like paper Everything looked fragile to us. Especially people. But our hands weren’t drenched from dish water. They were wet from wiping each

Bong

It’s not like I was lying or anything; Everyone could see it. You almost had me wrapped around your finger. Luckily for me; I wasn’t flexible enough Blind enough To undergo your trauma. -When many women…. ………….Had suffered from you.

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