Stories

Zach and Mark trust each other with their lives but as Mark is about to find out, the extra step he takes, just might roll them a little too far...

Jamison definitely missed his older brother, Johnny, when he went off to college. Especially since he's the only person in his family that he can talk to about being a gay teen in high school. So Jamison is overjoyed when he gets to take his very first bus trip out to see him for the weekend. It's a three hour ride, but when he meets another boy who seems to be heading in the same direction...that may not seem like enough time at all.

Jonne left his home and joined the Guardsmen of Valdemar, partly due to lack of acceptance by his family. His attraction to men turns out to be an advantage when he’s assigned to the handsome Herald-Mage Vanyel Askhevron. His encounter with the dreaded Demon-Slayer prepares Jonne to deal with a minor demon of his past.

The Waldron Police -- Owen, Ike, Elena, Don, Jae, and Rob -- are back, this time following a knife fight that started in a nursing home.

Towards the end of the Eighth Pass, two Weyrbred boys wait to see if they will be successful in Impressing a dragon.

This story is autobiographical in nature, but I have made some modifications to protect the identities of those included in it. All the names have been changed, and in some cases things such as gender, locations, and sometimes familial compositions have been altered.

All that being said, this is MY truth, and it's time I released it so that I'm free to create from a place other than brokenness and sadness.

This will be dark, but there are spots of light in the great black. No void is truly empty when one gazes into it. The light from our eyes illuminates more than we realize.

~Samuel

Ben lost the love of his life ten years ago. On the anniversary of his husband's disappearance, he makes a discovery that shatters two families, but at the same time shows that love will find a way no matter how extraordinary the circumstances.

This journal is supposed to help me get through life. Write what happened for the day, then reflect upon the words. Since I started my sophomore year in high school, it's become a daily activity. These entries certainly helped me through some bad times.

Let's hope college won't be as brutal. I guess I should put this away. Got a long drive ahead of me. It's move-in day! I'm praying my roommate won't be an asshole and make fun of my art.

Welcome! To a place where it walks like a poetry and other writings, quack like one but does not sit like poetry.

There is no aim for this writing.

The heavens are vast and full of unknown.

Contain things that are not poetry.

A surprise gift comes walking in.