hush, child nightmares are never true dreams, love worry not your little head, dear
lullaby 4/29/12

hush, child nightmares are never true dreams, love worry not your little head, dear
bats books and biscuits chilling in my belfry overlook the town that caused all my misery rejection of my confession because i’m not pure plotting restitution ignoring the solution in which there is no pain
revolution for darkness and silence will come before the howl and after the roar when the lines that tether to the outside have snapped and the seat where power used to sit is rusted and crumbling into dust when the people have cried enough and mamas pray out loud...
deep end of the ocean every so often i jump off the deep end forgetting that i never learned to swim and i fight against the current and attempt to slay the waves but instead i just get pulled deeper and just before darkness takes me i wonder if...
Please note – this story takes place a few years after the end of “HARTbreak.” You HAVE read “HARTbreak“, right? Anyway, this is a new story, and a new HART. Enjoy! ———————————————– —begin transmission– Ahem. Test 2, 3, 4.Seems I am ready. First of all, I am HART 002...
By popular demand, here is the complete list of short stories and plays (and the links to the first pages of them all) written by ME. If you haven’t read them, or it’s been a while since you have read them, GO READ THEM NOW. Why? ..because Sumayyah Said...
puppet peace and hearts and darkness of souls fill the lines that i see watch and pray is what the elders say don’t get involved it’s not about you so now my eyes are blind and my ears don’t hear i’m a puppet hanging by its strings but my...
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