Catalyst XII
I stepped into a puddle. The cracks in the worn leather allowed moisture to seep in subtly – just enough to get my sock uncomfortably wet and make me wish […]
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To War With the Angel
With red hot aggression that surges within I engage you to fight you and struggle to win So here in the valley let chaos begin! I challenge your nature to […]
WHY
I’m a little bit jaded Cause what I’ve created I think would be worth your time. But you’ll never see it, Cause would you believe it? I haven’t got a […]
One Last Dance
The little veins, like tiny river beds, sprawled symmetrically across the worn surface of the old leaf. But a season old, he had lived to the ripe age of three […]
The Catalyst: Part V
Abra-Cadaver This had been, hands down, one of the worst days of my life. One moment I’m off the coast of Canada in the Boundary Waters of the North Atlantic working […]
The Catalyst: Part IV
Introductions “Every weekend, the same old nonsense!” The raspy, high-pitched voice indicated a female smoker. Her wild inflections and accusatory onslaught of her companion indicated it was not likely tobacco […]
The Catalyst: Part II
A Citizen of Laurentia The dark halls were littered with broken beams and shattered glass. The only light was the haphazard torrent of sparks at the end of the corridor […]
The Path of Poets
I opened my eyes and I saw a cloaked man behind a desk. It was odd because I was not in a room. The ceiling and floor were nowhere to […]
The Odds are Against Us
Face down in the dirt, with this boulder on my shoulder It’s hard to breathe, as I grope at the darkness before me My fingers sink into earth for some […]
A Progressive Pat on the Proverbial Back
I put my hand to the tree I let my fingers fall across I feel the texture, the temperature, the contour It’s real. I know it, as I drag my hand […]
Rhyme Written In Red 