Stories

Memories define our lives, but can life define memories?

Angela is stuck. It's Christmas Eve and she and her young daughter have to be in town for an unpleasant task. After dinner they take a stroll through the holiday streets and discover something pretty amazing.

These are some poems I wrote about a time in my life in my mid-teens, that was both painful and scarey for a young boy. I was facing both death and rejection. My grandfather had a lake we would go to and fish. But there were times I would go alone to just think and sort through everything happening in my life. This is my way of saying that if we would just stop and think our way through things, there is no mountain we cannot climb or no goal we cannot reach.

The continuation of "A New Life" by TheEggman. This book will cover the summer vacation months of 1998.

A free-verse poem about a man reflecting upon his life.

...nothing pointed about me...

Making a cup of coffee in the morning, a man considers a painful souvenir of happier times.

Autobiographical in nature, some chapters told through an attempt at a chiasmus. My thoughts and feelings on life, based upon my own experience.

Reading chapters in order is unnecessary.

Two Chinese guys from different backgrounds, cultures, and perspectives meet. One is a 26 years old Southern Chinese born accountant from Cantonese based culture. The other is a 25 years old Northern Chinese born graduate student from a Mandarin culture.

There's politics, social differences, culture clashes, and even a hint of love.

A poem about learning to cope with the loss of a close friend.