The preface of my lifeoccured during a lightning storm.The world hit with strobesof blinding flashes.Then a lightning bolt struck,where I was born.There was a firestorm,the winds whirled around me.Drama of a sort was born,born to leave an impression.Born to...

I know. I know the secrets to a good life now.   I didn't know at the time before, when it mattered most.   When I could still persevere, still take the right turn at that fork in the road.    Still haunting are the choices I've made, still punishing and overwhelming.    Knowing young...

If I were to touch you, would you tell me to stop?   If I were to press my lips into yours, would you shut-up and give-in to me?   If I were to run my tongue up your throat, would you shiver in lustful anticipation?    If...

lingers the shadows within my darkemptiness closes in and I weeploneliness of being somehow I don't connecta failure in making the moment countlooking back I faintwith I wish, I wish I had tried harderleft with nothing but doubtso few...