A simple incantation to summon a terrific storm when you like.

Medicated romp through dose-land.

A poem that I wrote from start to finish in one sitting that ambles around the question: How many ways can I say life sucks?

Poem.

About a man summoning a doppelganger of his dead love in the sea. Instead of a blissful man with his beloved, he viewed an aqua incursion in the water, Full of sorrow this new moon granted respite from hatred, for only a short moment of time.

Return to me.