Storyteller & poet. Original, bittersweet and engaging, are what I attempt to offer readers of my work. I hope—whether it be poetry or prose—that my content gives the reader enjoyment, and maybe a pause for thought and reflection.
Today was quiet. Today was the quietest day of my life. Today was quiet. Today was the quietest day of my life.
We spend too much time waiting for a message from someone who doesn’t care enough... We spend too much time waiting for a message from someone who doesn’t care enoug...
“Late you say? Well, I guess it is then.” Stepping back, he plucked his flower from the wall. “Let’s... “Late you say? Well, I guess it is then.” Stepping back, he plucked his flower f...
Then a deeper draw, and with a final stretch, she just about mustered enough willpower to get dresse... Then a deeper draw, and with a final stretch, she just about mustered enough wil...
A micro-fiction for ghost story fans... A micro-fiction for ghost story fans...
An instant connection and attraction with a work colleague An instant connection and attraction with a work colleague
I save the last for her, and when that’s gone, she’s gone too. I save the last for her, and when that’s gone, she’s gone too.
But life goes on. As so do the memories. But life goes on. As so do the memories.
A short story concerning a woman feeling too depressed to leave the bed, not wanting to face the fac... A short story concerning a woman feeling too depressed to leave the bed, not wan...
The story describes the black rose. The story describes the black rose.