She was plain and majestic Dancing in the summer rain Twirling in her damp white dress. Hoping to be free On the third of march I set out to sea Dreaming of the dancing queen Who I saw in That summer rainRead more "Summer Rain"
“I woke up nude, covered from my neck to my knees with an American flag. The room was dank, frigid, and smelt old. My body trembled from the cold air that had filled the apartment. With the flag draped over my shoulders and pulled tightly around my upper body, I made my way into the […]Read more "About Last Night | a short story"
Living alone has been a new experience for me. While having a space that is entirely yours to do what you want with is fantastic, sometimes the loneliness gets to you. I find myself doing more sitting around than I would have expected, and a bunch of it is done on my porch, staring into […]Read more "The Porch"
Haven’t you heard there’s a flu epidemic? Hasn’t your mother told you? Mine has—several times. She even insisted I get a flu shot, and so have a dozen other people. This sort of fear mongering, an ever growing trend in America, almost kept me home on a Saturday. After all, I had shown symptoms of […]Read more "There’s a Flu Epidemic! Who cares? There’s Music to Be Heard."