Twenty-twenty-one approaches. Days away, it offers the hope of a New Year. Covid has kicked the ass of modern civilization and humanity struggles onward in…
writing simple since 1970
writing simple since 1970
Twenty-twenty-one approaches. Days away, it offers the hope of a New Year. Covid has kicked the ass of modern civilization and humanity struggles onward in…
There are men I have known who walk with heavy burden on their broad shoulders. Each day is a battle against ghosts past. Remembrance comes…
Word-doodle of the day Alice sat in the spire room reading the Tarot as she often did. The spire room was a princely three-sixty windowed…
Word-doodle of the day The black Cadillac CT6 Hybrid pulls up to the curb of Lucretia’s house. A bright flashlight shines on the numerals of…
Word-doodle of the day Her car rumbles to life and she leaves the manor. I check the Mickey Mouse alarm clock on my bedside table.…
Word-doodle of the day The bitch is clawing at my spine. The aches begin and magnify into shooting, soaring pains as she wakes me. The…
Word-doodle of the day My skin rent and flayed from self-inflicted surgeries meant to strengthen the soul and spirit while destroying the vessel. I had…
Word-doodle of the day This evening we drove in the white honda minivan toward the west, watching the pink sky, clouds coloured the tinge of…
Word-doodle of the day I sat down to write. The boy was sitting beside me fascinated by images of someone’s youtube video of their Thomas…
Word-doodle of the day I am always coming home. Comin’ Home is a great tune by City and Color. If you want to understand me…