Stories

Poems written for National Poetry Writing Month, April 2020. An assortment of mercifully short poems, I hope you will enjoy them at your leisure.

Will is back in DC because his friend Detective Griffin is missing. Spoiler Alert - reading this before Purpose will spoil the ending of Purpose.

This is a prompt story dedicated to Valkyrie and Parker Owens for their help with So Weeps the Willow. It should be fun!

Cory, 18 year-old walking Texas stereotype who swings both ways, comes to Virgina Tech to play football and hopefully be less of a closet case.

**This is a re-write of the original Wolf Like Me, which was previously Efrain and Cory. As I've grown as a writer, my first foray into the genre just didn't reflect who I was anymore.**

Eli Cole is a high school junior who plays hockey, has tons of friends, get great grades, and does everything he's supposed to do. But when he meets Viz McCoy, everything changes. Viz is the complete opposite of Eli, he's shy and considered a loser, because of the way he dresses and the things he's into. The two become friends and find that they have more in common than anyone would have thought. But what trouble will come from the new found friendship?

Lem and Mattie have been best friends, and neighbors, since they were little. Both raised on Montana ranches, they grew up in a world of 4H and Rodeo, but Lem finds himself insatiably attracted to Jeff, an older boy that just moved in.

Lem soon after discovers that he is also the object of his best friend's desires. It's a truth that blows up in both Mattie and Lem's faces, as Mattie finds himself seriously depressed, and Lem finds himself lost without his best friend.

Devin was a normal boy but one frosty night on the way home from a school basketball game his life was changed forever. Blood will fall like Frost, and death will come on swift wings because of what happened that Night.

What happens to warriors when they get old? They need to find new adventures, new places, new peoples, and new ways view themselves.

An offering of poems for National Poetry Writing Month; April 2022. Some were composed in response to prompts provided to me, others not.

Young music producer Sebastian Santos has operated on his own for as long as he can remember. He has found comfort in doing things for himself. However, one by one, the few relationships he has in his life begin to shift, starting with his first heartbreak, and now he must find a way to play on.