You see that fecal matter on the sidewalk? Take a nice big whiff because that, my friends, is the smell of freedom. We are free
Category: Writing
Men on Pause (2013)
CONTENT: The bright red and black colors jump out like a tractor beam pulling you in. Next you notice the bold white letters which read,
Scent of a Woman (2008)
Standing in line In front of me Your perfect, tan body in a yellow tank. Straps showing, to the bra underneath The remembrance tattoo, on
Depression (2008)
My silent screams, never fading From my tortured soul, ejaculating Never free, always waiting For death to come and ease my pain When it comes,
Trigger Warning (2008)
A hand swung down out of the darkness like a bat in the night, striking its victim across the head and pushing here forward into
Beast Within (2007)
My eyes turn green at the thought of you with him. My mind races with furry and rational thought quickly dims. I grow sick at
