Stories

The last thing Michael expected that day was to meet Adam.

Is it eight o'clock yet?

A Flarf Poem based on Google Results.

Short excerpts of thoughts on my life. I'm not sure what this will become or what I will talk about. It feels more like an organized and focused journal than an actual story. I feel these thoughts are worth sharing, though.

2013 Anthology

a salad of various poems which are the concretized expressions of my other self's emotions.

Justin Doyle moved to Georgia to find a job, but it’s also where he met his partner, Andrew Livingston. They were doing well until a recession gripped the country and the situation turned bleak, but then a stormy night turned into one they’ll never forget.

“We are not free. And the sky can still fall on our heads” – Antonin Artaud

Originally written for The Mentor Program – Fall Writing Project.

This project came about due to a now defunct project. Authors were asked to pick a subject and write on it. The subject for this was a family get together.

A series of poems about the search for sunlight. An invitation for an individual walk in your soul.