A Story Of Deep Desire.
Once upon a time, there was a girl who was neglected. Instead of stories of autumn leaves turned green in the springtime or princes who climbed castles…she was left alone in a spacious home with jewels and gifts on her bedside. In the daylight, a battering spoon waived orders for her to become a woman of status, to find a man of similar taste.
Double Down: Hands on the Wheel
My clammy hands were on the wheel, forehead plastered to the top. Eyes closed, there was so much pressure, so much guilt. I let an inhuman guttural yell erupt from my mouth that might as well have come from the depths of hell. My ears were left ringing.
Loving a Woman Who Lost Her Brother to Suicide
I felt distant from the one I love last night. Even if she was inches away, there may as well have been a galaxy between us.
Argentina, Stories of a Native to His Son
Before I onset this piece, I will say I am thankful for the inheritance of my father’s wisdom and knowledge, even if I am a portrait of the worlds wicked ways.