Today: Three Tiny Poems

BAR TALK You remind me of a father figure—not my real father who I leave absent from my poems. Maybe for him, there are too few words, or maybe I prefer him like a ghost: imprinted on walls. More words I can leave scattered on his grave.   WINTER BIRTHDAY...

A Quiet Return: Spending Time in the Horror Genre

  Hi friends! It’s been a really long time since I posted or shared work with you, and it bothers me. I’ve still been reading and writing from my quiet little corner, but I’ve minimally shared, and that isn’t who I am as a writer: not to draw attention to my own...

“Sleepwalker” & The Inspiration Behind It

  Happy Thursday, everyone! I’m arriving a tad late to the party again today, but I hope you each had a wonderful day, and I appreciate, again, you joining me in my writing journey. I’ve been doing things a little differently this week, writing every...