If our desires were as measured as our love, maybe we’d still be together. Continue reading Untitled.
My baby girl and her bride – they stood up… Continue reading Our brothers fight.
He woke to a knock on his Unit 12 door. A delivery. Registered post… Continue reading A delivery to the Black Spur Motel.
It was far from a lavish lifestyle… Continue reading Chapter 5 (The Tale of Sticky Killer).
…Tick tock. Continue reading Tuesday.
Like the time… Continue reading Detail ruins the magic.
I wish I could visit my Grandmother. In my suit at 27. Continue reading In my suit at 27.