Focus. Such an interesting idea, to put away everything else in your life and concentrate on task or situation. Death, rejection, dishonor, madness – all placed in a box (compartmentalization they call it) and forgotten in order to succeed in … Continue reading Last Day of Parole
This was a response I wrote to The Things They Carried by Tim O’Brien Continue reading The Things I Carry
She loved pizza. She loved me. She still loves pizza. Continue reading Pizza and Love.
Rough fingertips, worn and calloused Touch the air and tell me otherwise They have pulled a trigger And caressed the luminous silk of An infant’s head. The have massaged a heart that stopped beating – To no avail And cracked … Continue reading Hominid
I had no idea that bump in the night was Cocaine, That the sweet smiles and caress was induced euphoria, The monster under my bed or in the closet was next to me In the form of her need. Malignant … Continue reading Give me a “C”!
There is a time in the morning where the dew coalesces in every sense like a temporary love, the infinite conceivable universe laid bare in a drop of water clinging to an emerald blade, a weed found lovely by a … Continue reading Semper Amare – Social Lies
Lightning flashes around me I hope it hits – and doesn’t. Continue reading What If.
Part 3 of my Novel. Continue reading Boundaries of Loss and Redemption. Pt. 3
A Capstone piece for Literary Theory. I have come to love the field of Narratology, so here is my exploration into it. Continue reading Narratology and its Place in Literary Theory. By Jason Andrews