My pen bit into the imperfections of the sand washed paper. And just like that, it was over. The last… Read more Bitter Sweet

I think perhaps one of the reasons that the boy continues to haunt me, is because I am still trying… Read more Ebb and Flow

The irony of life is death. No matter what we do in this existence of ours, all roads lead to… Read more Chris

I lay beside her in bed, feeling empty and alone. The rhythmic wood of her breathing, completely out of sync… Read more The Lifeless Driver

Had you met me a few years back, the image that would accompany the thought of me would be that… Read more The Objective Inadequate

How do you know if you’re the good guy, or the bad guy? Someone important to me once said that… Read more Bad Nuanced

Have you ever heard a thunder growl so low, so deep that at its most dominant clatter, it jostled the… Read more Maggie (Fact… or Fiction)

There is an ice that flows through the veins of any salted first responder. A calm amidst the chaos. A… Read more Responding

Hey, mum. Haven’t written in a while… sorry about that. Things just got away from me is all. I was… Read more Hey, Mum…