And from where I came you do not know

The stupor of lost motherhood

Poetry

THIS POEM SITUATES CONTEMPORARY LIFE AS A GROWTH EXPERIENCE, NOT A CONTEMPLATION OF WHAT MIGHT BE. IT DENIES THE 20TH CENTURY NOTIONS OF BEING AND NOT BEING.

My Book Of Imagines and Short Stories

These are going to be imagines of Bo Burnham, , Jeff Davis, Dan Howell (DanIsNotOnFire), Phil Lester (AmazingPhil), Rhett McLaughlin and Link Neal, and then some just little things that aren't exactly imagines. Just. Ya.

The Other Girls

As I am having a little bit of writers block I decided to dig out an old one. Its not my best but I wrote this maybe in my early twentys and it is intensely raw and personal.

Journeys of Admiral Quilibet: Not Our Kind of Waves

The first complete story in an adventure series taking place aboard a starship turned sea vessel, exploring the planet Paxuria.

Midnight Confessions

This is me, in my worst and in my best moments. My thoughts and and my emotions are laid out here for the world to see. I write this for purely selfish reasons--I want to let it out. Now it's your choice. Will you read it?

Skrimshander (Attys 2012 entry)

"Upon entering the place I found a number of young seamen gathered about a table, examining by a dim light divers specimens of skrimshander." from MOBY DICK, by Herman Melville

Where Water Can't

The Sun and the Sea

This is a poem about the relationship the sun and sea have.

The Cellar

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...