An acrostic poetry of fever.
Do you have it or are you in it?

A short story about shifting through worlds.

He waits in me. He waits in you.
He waits in us. What can we do?

Have you got the message?

Whenever we kissed, we’d make love.

Poem about sleep deprivation causing sanity.

I am not crazy about sports. I like a few unusual ones, like Bull Riding, and The gravity games, other than that they boar me to death.

Diatribe about having mental issues.

How desperate can you get for a mango?

Personal Essay.