Category: Writing

The Ordox

  Yellow foam pushed through the threadbare cushions of the plaid couch. A bus moaned down the street and the front window rattled gently behind heavy olive green drapes. Bobby, bored and restless, was staring intently at the brown sculptured carpet; tracing the little valleys with his eyes. It always made him think of islands in a muddy sea. Who… Read more →

A Requiem for Lost Tomorrows

In the works of the heavens a gear slipped a tooth And the edges became blurry between some pair of truths And the life that was mine, that I was destined to lead Slipped from the pages of what was supposed to be On a parallel track under a similar sky A girl was there but she faded from sight… Read more →