It’s been a while.

Since your dark thoughts, your dystopian realities, your crude remarks.

I miss it, truly.

I don’t know you, I doubt you care about me,

I’m not sure if this is healthy..

Let me confess,

If I saw that hand of yours that wrote the things that has been scribed, typed,

I would grab that hand and plant a thousand kisses, matching the words in your poetry.

This obsession…I...

**Someone’s been watching over Tom for some time. Just ask anyone who’s crossed his path since he started walking. They’ll tell you the same. **

**It’s 3 AM, and he’s a fucking mess. He’s behind the wheel, careening directly toward the house at the center of the cul-de-sac.**

**He’s full tilt high with a Johnny Walker bookend, and the car is picking up speed. With a cigarette hanging from his l...

My phone chimed on my bare chest alerting me to the DoorDash delivery that was waiting on my front porch, "The Applebee's is here!" I shouted to Benson through the cracked door of my room as I reach for my remote on my nightstand to pause the TV. Laying here in my boxers added to my lack of motivation to get up and get the delivery myself. "I didn't even want Applebees." I grumbled to myself, but ...

“What seems to be the issue, sir?” The robot asked the man.

The man decided he strongly disliked the faux mouth it had. It was too real, yet too artificial, with a sheen of moistness and a strange rubbery bounce like a swollen flounder.

He did not approve of the technological advances of late. Society was far too dependent on machines for his liking. And they were _creepy_!

“Well, the issue is,”...

Let me back in

To begin

Again

No more sin

Or drink

You think

We’ll sink

But we’ll swim

In the end...

I was kept outside for long times, which made the golden time of solving the problem slipping away. If they would just let me back in the house then we wouldn’t have this problem! The outcome was out of my control, but it’s a good thing for us, learn from it. I tried several different ways to do it, luckily it worked! We were able to back on again....

Nostalgia took a sharp left turn. Driving, Peter took in the half empty shopping strip. A couple of vape shops and a bedraggled beauty supply looked back at him. He remembered that strip when it was the place to afterschool chill. He thought of hanging with his boys over a platter of fries for hours at Angelo’s Pizza until Little Angie told them to you don’t have to go home but youse can’t stay he...

**If** it weren’t for the shivering cold

Or the blistering heat

**They would** always stay outside

To spend time in a pleasant place

A dry oasis filled with rain

A sun with light not bright to strain

**Just** right enough

To be correct

Not wrong enough to be righteous

**Let** the sky be where it is

And **me** on ground

With no aspiration to touch it

A **back** exposed to air unfiltered

...

Once upon a time,

Not that very long ago,

There lived a boy.

A boy who was not very happy.

A boy who was hurt.

A boy who wrapped himself in his sorrows.

A boy who progressively grew bitter

A boy who got stuck in his anger.

A boy who inevitably lost his sanity.

A boy who was spiteful, insecure, and psychotic.

All because he was left behind.

The boy was never happy.

Always lost in the dark shadow o...

“Maya, we can’t. The soilders and officers are investigating what caused the death.”

I spun on my heal, turning towards him. He hadn’t figured it out.

“You know how I’m a highly trained assassin. You really don’t think a highly trained sniper would protect her home. James, my house killed him. Armed with poison bullets that shoot from the wall.”

The surprise, astonishment, and disgust were so prom...