Where Dreams are Known
So I wrote an erotic poem. Who saw that one coming? Not me. But I did it and am really proud of it. Honestly, I think it’s the best poem I’ve ever written. I even used as many skills up my magical sleeves as I could fluidly make fit. I originally wrote this piece for Tucson’s annual erotic art show, but I didn’t make the…
You know what love is? It’s magical. Surreal. It’s a rush to all your senses and the cleanest ecstasy you’ll ever have. Love sucks. At least it can. Love can beat you on the ground bloody. Love can take your heart, eat it up, and spit it out. Love can be your salvation and depress you. Even Cupid himself is a symbol of the romanticism…
I want to write an anthology of prose and poems about the last decade of my life. Everything I have learned, felt, struggled with, thought and never said, wrote and never published, seen, experienced, dreamt. These pieces are shards of my past. Little Victories I love my friends.They are the best people I know. When I recovered from my seizures a couple years back, they…
Yo, readers. I’m returning to blogging in a spectacular way with an amazingly crazy story. A Pokemon fan fiction. And before you lose interest because you think Pokemon is for kids and dumb and whatever, I suggest giving my spin on one of my childhood favorite games. I am not only writing this fanfic to commemorate the 20th anniversary of Pokemon, but to also share…