This Wednesday with be the first of a series of classes in the Back-to-Basics group. The first class is on sonnets.This is for those who want to learn how to write one and for those who already written one...

MIGRAINE When thewords spinI can not write... My head pounds! I sleep andenter thenightmares... ...inhuman dead hands touching me in places I don't give permission...NEVER IS PERMISSION GIVEN! Fingers are worms...stench makes me wantto hurl stomach contents... ...stomach is acid...full of fear.I'M FREEZING! Monsters comeand take...

NOT ON X-MAS EVENot gonna shave my legs......not gonna lie in bed...going to church instead...of doing you!!!Praying to God so loud!My head is saintly bowed!Shouting it out to you...I'm not sucking it!Christmas is almost...here!My morals you can't steer!Have yourself...

By harvest moon,  the demons came With sacks and knives, their lust profane Choosing all the golden best They tore them from their beds of rest Scarecrow dared not make a sound And hugged his post set in the ground Of the crime, he'd never...

I'm one of those guys who wanders through abandoned homes notorious for their fearsome hauntings. I traipse through rooms with caution, though; the floors beneath my shoes often crackle from debris, creating a false sense of security. You see,...