Stories

Not all fairies have wings and sprinkle pixie dust. Briar Toadthistle and Shade Sourthorn are attempting a mission they've failed before. If they don't succeed, their heads are on the line. Karma isn't limited to the human realm, though, and a choice made may prove more costly than either of them anticipated.

Tuct Side is a standalone narrative detailing the secrets and happenings surrounding the titular infamous town located in the lower regions of Idaho. The events are told through the perspective of renowned basketball player, filmmaker, and photographer Flori Westford Kuttner, incorporating personal accounts, interviews, and recorded data relating to the appalling affairs.

Viewer discretion is advised.

Trigger warnings will be mentioned in the beginning of each chapter.

A re-interpretation of a Classic Fairy Tale:

Brad Brooks has become isolated, self-destructive, and beastly to others around him. Beau Cocteau is a petite and kindhearted gay college student with no family and few friends. A chance encounter one night will begin a tale as old as time.

What cross your mind if I say London? The Queen, London Eye, fun? Instead, I'll tell you about: violence, exploitation, sex, drugs and unhappiness. But also about love and hope. This is immigrants' London in the genuine immigrant's diary.

A Poem that I created after the tragedy that befell my home, Boston

A new home for my poetry

Little scraps and pieces of unfinished stories that I found in the archives of my flash drive and Word files. Also, this may include some future prompts. Some you may see again in the future...some will just stay in the archives.

Two strangers. One night. A dead deer. A million snowflakes. And the profound darkness. They all tell their stories, through their words, sighs and silences.

Newly arrived in town, a naïve young boy loses his way on a cold December night. When a stranger offers him a ride home, will he take it or pass it away? Can a single night change the course of a lifetime?

Come, experience a once-in-a-lifetime tour into a dark abyss, where the only thing that shines is love.

At times in our lives, the Unknown pays us an unwelcome visit. This is a poem about death and love.

Looking back, there were three things I shouldn’t have done that night: I shouldn’t have said yes. I shouldn’t have had that last drink. I shouldn’t have left.