Another Pokemon Black and White shit poem.

Yes, N from Pokemon Black and White. I get too emotionally attached to weird shit.

Another one of my poor attempts at poetry. This one is about Vampires. I really do suck at poetry.

Nature is so powerful and man is unable to control it’s awesome force! The Foureyed Poet.

2nd Chapter of the Novella "Death Was Just The Beginning"

When Chief’s mother brings home a new toy for his sister, he realizes that all is not what it seems.

A new poem I wrote.

Something weird is going on at Camp Thunder and Jenny the arctic fox is about to find out what.

Rebecca the wolf and her friends run into drama one day on the playground.

A poem about the angry dragon.