Drown Them Again

Regrets drown themselves in moments. Fear from exes sowed to your heart, jagged scars, purple bruises like violets, over watered with tequila. So much of your pain is gasping, wounds on your body, secret poems. Pungent smells of rotting corpses, stacked too high to burn. So drown them. Throw them in the ocean of ignorant…

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Gardens & Sunsets at The Getty.

1 We aren't hiding anymore when we're twenty seven. —One glorious evening, to heaven with cheesecake and wine, Noisy restaurants with their faint WiFi! We walk through the gardens of the Getty and watch the sunset. The blossoms smell good in the good September evenings! At times the aroma fills the sky and we open…

A Shot of Death, No Chaser 2

Chapter One Chapter Two “I prefer a stiff drink over a stiff man.” Laughter bubbled over my lips as Gin explained herself with blunt description. It was the fourth Thursday since we had met and every night ended the same; teeth crashing, tongues dancing, and lips melting together. I didn’t know much about the enigma…

Yes, I’m Still Coping With Grief

Come September my best friend, Joesph Gilliam, will have been restored in heaven for a year. It's crazy to think that I've somehow lived without my right-hand man for a full orbit around the sun. No day with grief has been the exact same, each morning brings new challenges and each night brings new pains. With…

Today I Hate Writing

But: I'm going to do it anyway If you're a writer that puts out new content everyday: Go to Hell Wait teach me your ways before you do I don't believe you really do You schedule your post in advance don't you Because: nobody always feels great about what they write or writing in itself. We all have days…

Make Money On WordPress

I get a lot of questions from people about how blogging can help them supplement their income. I'm virtually new to the blogging world but have been quite successful in using my platform to generate some traffic, and in turn, some income. I know you all are working hard on your blog! Plenty of people…

The Tales Behind Our Brokenness: A Series of Mirco Fiction

I've been working on prose, micro-fiction, and writing outside of my usual blog post and poetry. To create an audience I've moved to other sites and publications to find readers. With that being said, my own personal site will always be a hub for everything I'm doing. Below is the first short piece of a…