The Woman in the Red Dress Six months had passed since ex-cop John Michaels had been forced to retire early from the Memphis Police Department—but the wound was still fresh. It was a Friday night at Blake’s Bar and Grill, a popular restaurant in the heart of the city, and just down the street from… Continue reading “The Woman in the Red Dress” – Short Story
“Patient 313,” a nurse with curly blond locks calls out from behind the counter. She’s holding a small paper cup of oblong and round pill tablets. “Patient 313!” A skinny man with oily hair and a crooked grin hurries out of his room with a notebook in his hands. A plastic band around his wrist… Continue reading Fiction Friday: “Patient 313” Pt. 1
Dear You, No one in my life has ever caused me more problems than you. They say nobody changes. With you, I’ve found that’s true, but it’s not. I’ve watched you change in the best way, yet remain the same in the worst. All you care about, all you see, is yourself. The hunger of… Continue reading A Letter to Myself
Blogging. Oh, sweet, beautiful blogging. There are so many truly skilled, talented, dedicated bloggers out there--and I have an appreciation for them that's greater than any other. That's because bloggers don't have to do it. If you think about it, blogging is literally like giving yourself a homework assignment several times a week. You think… Continue reading Blogger Shoutout + Guest Posts
"Oh, our lives don't collide, and I'm aware of this. We've got differences and impulses, and your obsession with the little things: You like stick, I like aerosol. I don't give a fuck, I'm not giving up, I still want it all. Only fools fall for you." -Troye Sivan, Fools Only fools fall for you… Continue reading Only Fools Fall for You
It was like the air around gave in and the entire weight of the world fell upon her brittle self. She felt the tremors of earthquakes, the batter of bombs, and saw the spin of a twister. Shaking knees upon which she stood begged for relief, but got none.
His leering eyes ran wild across the fairness of her skin so delicate.
I remember one second the sky was turning; the next was a shattering crash that turned everything black.
The need aches.