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Mother's Day/Haunted 12 May 2013 | 04:21 pm
Since becoming a parent, a lot of things haunt me. Now, if you had good parents, you want to be like them. Teach your own kids the kind of invaluable life lessons your parents taught you. You proba...
When God wants someone to be good, he makes them plain. When he wants a worthy adversary, he makes them beautiful. 13 Sep 2011 | 03:39 pm
I can smell his cologne. Ghostly and faint after a long day of wear, but still there. The slightest whiff of Jack Daniels as he leans down to kiss me. And I can’t. I lean forward, away from him and t...
Predator 6 Sep 2011 | 02:36 am
I can't stop it. I want to stop it, I tell myself I will, but I find myself here again. Same place, same time. Here for the same fucking thing. I've watched every Dateline Online Predator episode e...
what you say and what you said 21 Jun 2011 | 04:21 pm
Live my life Around a picture Taken when we met Spending all of my time Chasing your silhouette There are so many people who pass through a single life. Some are the concrete walls that hold us in, h...
The Void 31 Mar 2011 | 09:14 am
Yesterday wasn't a Monday, Tuesday, or any other day of the week. Yesterday was Hell. When I say Hell, I don't meant that I'm whining about a bad day. People compare things to Hell, trivial things, n...
Absolution and Reprieve 10 Mar 2011 | 02:18 pm
There is an unseen world all around us. Most people pass through it, like fog. Then, there are others, like me, and instead of fog, it's a tangled web of invisible wire. I've tried running from it, ...
1999 10 Mar 2011 | 09:25 am
That's a picture of my very first apartment. To you, it looks like the shit hole it was, and still is (I drive by there all the time, just to say hi). I was 19. I was young, idealistic, and owned eve...
Who I was 4 Mar 2011 | 09:30 am
I think of it as my other life. That life I lived before I got here. The times when I think about it, it seems like it happened to someone else. Those spectacularly bad decisions couldn’t really bel...
100 Words -- Michael 2 Mar 2011 | 06:23 am
Miguel McCoy. That wasn’t his real name, just what we called him. Miguel could fuck up a wet dream. How he ever made it to tech support, I’ll never know. They had to put at least three desks between...
Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon 26 Feb 2011 | 07:41 am
It's her first and only love; she only comes alive for those few days when the moon is full. The rest of the month is spent in emotional flat line. Work and co-workers occupy that same shade of gray ...
