"going to the edge and back, one word at a time."
Upside Down - a fictional story about a guy who finds himself torn between the present time and past memories of a deceased lover. Will her memories keep him from the point of no return? She can only hope so. I give to you my first short film. A fictional script of heartfelt words spoken …
Remember when you scraped your knee as a kid? Hit the 'not so funny' bone on your elbow as an adolescent? Delivered a paper cut to your finger as an adult? Had your heart broken, like blind sided shattered, not the type of break when you keep taking back the same waste of time that …
I sat on her couch. She handed me a pill. I watched her swallow hers before I swallowed mine. She dimmed the lights in her living room and lit a couple of candles. She put on a Rufus Du Sol playlist. I watched every movement she made with great intrigue. I rubbed the tops of …
(a making-out-with-life experience) Does a cactus in the desert worry about rain? Can you miss something that you have never seen or someone you have never met? Have you ever seen a starving buzzard not capable of flying high in the sky? Are you burning your candle at both ends or does one wick suffice …
Creative ways to die in the twenty first century, if you are looking for a more artistic way to go - Death by Sex (great band name as well too), Obit reads, "He Gave Life Everything He Had and Enjoyed the Ride!" Death by Eating Ice Cream, Obit reads, "Man Dies With A Spoon in …
Are you scared to read me? To undress me with your e y e s with each word your brain scans, slowly pinching your f i numb g e r in between your t e electric t h, kneecaps clinched but h e always r t open? . (Life gets harder - the up,) (down, …
My right knee caps been hurtin all duh time now,and I’ve had a sore throat fer almost two months.Sum days, I have trouble jus gittin off duh floor.I have tuh roll round like an upside down bug.I have tuh crawl on dem knuckles o’ mine.I have tuh make dem old man sounds.I wanna git my …
I remember her and I know she remembers me and we will continue to do so forever. There is no other way for us to live. I could try to forget her or her me, but I know I will fail so what am I to do except breathe and curse the air that continues …
In a reality that seemed like a dream, I hit the snooze button on the alarm and drifted away for a couple more hour long minutes. In a dream that seemed like a reality, I set the alarm, laid my head on my pillow, and transported to a place that had missed my absence. Don't …
Life has me, well, somewhat frayed. No fault to my family. No fault to my friends. No fault to myself, if we're being honest. It's 'its' fault for the way I feel. I feel like a shy stray dog that has been twice abandoned on the side of the road, hungry, visible rib cage, tired, …
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