tenshi no hane
What is this feeling so strange
Which soothes my heart, leaves my rage
Oh, please don't ever go away
Aha! This boy's the reason, they say. 115 more words
1 week, 2 days ago
miles to go
A few years back, I wrote a series of suburban stories for my friend Carling’s seventeenth birthday (you may remember that I posted a while back about… 127 more words
2 weeks, 6 days ago
The Knight Life
Here it is!
I’m super excited at the responses that I’m getting to Ollie, haha, some don’t like him, some are intrigued, and I’m honestly honoured that people are here, reading and commenting. 1,223 more words
3 weeks, 1 day ago
The Write Sign
I have 7 letters from him in my cardboard “memory” box. I don’t add anything into the box anymore these days, but on a rare occasion I do take some things out. 1,536 more words
1 month ago
Books, Booze, & BDSM
Hope is an illusion meant to convince the broken to keep on living. That’s me. Broken.
My father pays heaps of money for doctors at the Norfolk Psychiatric Center to fix me. 477 more words
1 month, 1 week ago
Inday, Ondong! Paminaw gud kadiyot!
Sa akong isulti nga basin di ay nindot!
Mahitungod kini sa gitawag nga gugma.
Ayaw lang ug saba kay basin madunggan ni mama. 113 more words
1 month, 2 weeks ago
Short Stories and Plays by Stephen Reed
“Hey, what do you think you’re doing? We’re closed.” Harold Stamper hated his lunchtime disturbed.
“Shu’ up ol’ ma’!” The voice sounded muffled, as if impeded. 1,464 more words
1 month, 3 weeks ago