Death runs to its own agenda.

A short story with a creative twist.

Psalm 91 miraculously banishes all hexes, spells and curses laden upon us mere mortals.

Freestyle rap.

In 1985, a mysterious illness had been sweeping through the gay community. That same year, my friend Wesley woke up with a sore neck. He went to the mirror and found the lymph nodes in his neck were swollen to the size of golf balls. This started the beginning of a fight for life that has lasted twenty-seven years and still continues.

A short story I wrote when I found myself, repeating the days, almost as if I was robotic or going insane…

The most beautiful and deadly.

Challenged with giving personality to one of the Seven Deadly Sins, I decided to embody Gluttony.

An offbeat little story about a girl who takes vengeance in her own hands.

I got inspired for this when I saw a black snake at the back edge of the yard today. Sadly it was gone before I could get my camera out to take a picture.