A horror story very much different from the typical ones.

Poem I wrote for a Veteran’s Day memorial I spoke at.

I set this grave ablaze, with this Graveyard Ignited!

We’ve come back from the dead.

Being dead doesn’t mean you have to stop having fun.

HEARTACHE…

GRAVEYARD …

Does anyone remember “Daria” and the episode the Misery Chick, she only knew the truth; better than most. Looking Grim… but how many people get to see my face and yet I talk about my life and… who am I kidding my life is miserable.

Memories.

A poem about someone wondering about themselves.