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It's 2 am and I'm awake, again, repeating that same tired ass litany of silent cusses and pleading whines - the small still voice soothes and whispers everything is copacetic its all irie BabyGirl - but it isn't.  little is... the loudest thing in my world is my mind and while the world sleeps I plod and... Continue Reading →

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Wonder why? Does it matter? Fun,  isn’t it. Feels good huh. Now you know. How about.... 👉🏻 Think 👈🏻 👉🏻 Before 👈🏻 👉🏻 You 👈🏻 👉🏻 Open 👈🏻 👉🏻 Your 👈🏻 👉🏻 
Ever 👈🏻 👉🏻 Flapping 👈🏻 👍🏻 Yapper 👍🏻 Believe... Continue Reading →

I remember all too well that agonising thread of fear, the disbelief and then the anvil that takes out your will, your ability to stay sane. Steals your breath, it does, it steals your mind, giggling silver bells and then - - then, everything stops. Your heart freezes, it catches and beats, then stutters again,... Continue Reading →

I didn't know what to say I never meant for her to feel that way But it killed me to hear her cry from behind the bathroom door You don't love me anymore Your smile never touches your eyes The one on your face I barely recognise Losing you cuts to the core Because I... Continue Reading →

Some say it's an invidious action, to place oneself in such a precarious position. Dancing with a better class of Daemon is the summative response to life on a ledge. Ah, but Evil speaks in such romantic rhetoric Pretty lilting half truths pleading to be believed One is always struggling with that temptation; Refuting the... Continue Reading →

The sounds of silence. There is no such thing In reality. Why? You are human. Noise comes naturally Y'know that crack'lin? That rapid rushing When hear something And you are alone? That's the cry of your nervous system How about that thud That beats in your ears... Can't you hear it now? Boom (pause) Boom... Continue Reading →

*from the upcoming book,  Stories from the Slaughterhouse, coming soon to digital and paperback* The thunk of the gun on the table in front of me holds such a finality that I am stunned into stammering.   Had I truly come to a point in my life where all my troubles could be bought away... Continue Reading →

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/Mournings-suck-even for-the-departed/
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You remind me of someone. Something says be wary; It's the manner that you carry, the method of speech, rings bells of the warning variety... Stupidly, as the reasoning is not sound. There is no cause for distrust - Fear can cause brain cells to self-destruct - no reason but this terminal case of silly... Continue Reading →

The blackness of unconsciousness has monsters in it, slithery horrible things that resemble nothing close to peace. Floating in some breathless place, I wasn't and then I was. Like a light flashing on, or a flipped switch. What is a light?What is a switch? Flip the switch, blind the night. The reality is that my... Continue Reading →

what? who me? ... You can see me? Thank You for asking - i know it's just a thing people say it ain't pretty - run... why're you still here? *sigh* fine. You asked ... there are bleaker days, storms ahead and i'm already tired -feeling small all hands on deck it's going to be... Continue Reading →

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