From the Other Side
Catalina: Daddy. Daddy. Jim: (waking up) Hmm? What? Catalina: Daddy. Are you asleep? Jim: Daddy? (sees Catalina) Whoa! Who are you! Catalina: Daddy, please don’t be mad. Jim: What are […]
Category Archives: Johnathan Schofield
The Crusader’s Cry
This edifice for truth’s defense, Let men with haste construct, Build confidence in our good sense, And those oppose destruct, Though goal be mute, we must recruit, […]
Curious George
Curious George Jack I’m sorry, but this is wrong. George Wrong? It’s not wrong, it’s a choice, Jack. Jack No. It’s wrong. George How can love be wrong? How can […]
A Home for Heather
A Home for Heather By Johnathan Schofield Dramatis Personae Heather (A beautiful young teenage girl of fifteen who is slightly mentally retarded. She is free spirited and fun. She is […]
Feste of Syracuse
Feste of Syracuse a corridor of the house Magnosius: And he told you as much? Lydia: Indeed! They arrive from Thapsos within the hour. Magnosius: And what of Falmer? How […]
Honorable and Worthy ~ Part IV
Time is like an old garb people wear. It cloaks them and encumbers them. It’s a strange and mystic thing. It’s foolish to think that apart from the rotation of […]
Honorable and Worthy ~ Part III
Cursed by Beauty It felt rather warm. Which was certainly welcome on a cold, snowy night like that one. Warm on his left hand. It was warm and it was […]
Honorable and Worthy ~ Part II
Fallen from Grace ______________________________________________ The little youth from far away Called to face fate’s foul demands Under heavens cursed grey With the crimson on his hands The little youth so […]
Honorable and Worthy ~ Part I
Encounters of Fate An old man sat on a curb outside of an old, dilapidated post office building on a cold and drizzly day. He was in that part […]
We are Socially Deficient, Reasonably Daft, and Hopelessly Flawed
or also known as To the Birds together we have succeeded in becoming progressively, actively dumber people all across the globe spewing things they think they know spewing things they think […]
Rhyme Written In Red 