Non-Fiction

During high school, my dressing style was peculiar. Tee-shirts were my favorite. I usually wore the ones that nearly came to my knees and a baggy pant to aid that. I felt comfortable. It was loose and did not a... Read More...

Yes, it's all true. We’ve all experienced the kind of love that happens when two flames combust, causing fireworks that leave you with burns to heal over time. And, scars that never fade. This is the kind of lo... Read More...

"Good morning," I said to myself. I woke up with a whole lot of emotions; feelings all cramped up. I was a bit contemplative, quite a bit in rush, somewhat pained, may be in indignation. With each passing ho... Read More...

Us, we’re just as these messy bed sheets; we wage war and call it love. We stir a bunch into a bowl and wonder why things tend to get so damn complicated. Each of us has a way of looking at this world, a pictu... Read More...