A poem about the horsemen of the apocalypse.

Feath has a bit of a grievance with God.

That is his name, and I made a character bio for one of my avatars on GaiaOnline. Its more of his purpose really, but still his bio too.

The presages of Doomsday strolled by me one morning…

Where the Doomsday Clock now stands…

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

The presence of sin and the will of God.

A fictional first hand account of the black plague. I wrote it for world history class and realized it was good story.

How could a celebration be goodbye in 2002?

Humanity contrives our own demise.