Celebrate the sun.

Short poem about summer to fall.

This is my first article on here so I decided to use a story I wrote a while back. I would love critique and constructive criticism.

Fly with my kite away up high. Soar higher than the trees. Dream.

Here are some fall time memories in a creative A to Z poem.

Jim decides to settle for a kite after his experiment with flying was a flop.

Pretty eyes look so wise…

Poem about Kite.

A poem about the night I got arrested.

The tale of a zombie apocalypse in Geneseo, NY. (Loosely based on the events of our Spring Humans Vs. Zombies Game.)