Stories

About the wall in my mind and whats behind it and how I can't let the people around me see these emotions on my face.

"The child lay in his bed, curled up into a fetal position as he stared at the door across from him. It wasn't a door. It was a giant flab of flesh, glowing like when you put a flashlight under your hand, and breathing like a lung. It breathed slowly, filling with air and then flattening out. Then it breathed again. The boy was too scared to close his eyes, so he stared at the door that never left his room. It had been there for months. Haunting the child. Traumatizing him."

When a father's son goes missing, he has to venture into a world of nonsense and horror to bring him back.

Omar doesn't know who he is. Stuck in between, he finds someone that unxpectantly makes him who he is. And makes him fall in love along the way.

Poems written when I was 22 years old.

Life is a series of possibilities and impossibilities. When Sojourner decides to take a long break from his work, his parents, and his mundane life in general, he intends to combat the demon from his past. He travels alone to San Francisco, but plans to make an experiment. He writes a series of letters to a "Perfect Stranger" as he explores the City, and his inner self. Will this be the best year of his life..., or his last?

A man contemplates the journey his life has taken, and the way the music of love has overcome the profound silence he has felt for so long.

Sometimes a scrapbook can tell us everything we need to know.

In love with Alec and Ian. The storm is going to change everything. A Flarf Poem.

A collection of everything that falls outside a story, be it short scenes or poetry.

After dreaming of his brother the first night he moves out of home, Declan writes to his Jason, realising that moving on takes time.