“Four hang…two cracked…one left…”
(She swore it)
She swore it was dead before she showed me…
Read more "(She swore it)"She swore it was dead before she showed me…
Read more "(She swore it)"When Erica, Ben, and Patrice call Abutoes the monster statistician for help with cleaning up their toys, they did not expect silly Abutoes to eat the toys!
Read more "The Statistics Monster (Children’s Book)"A short screenplay about two teens and an ant.
Read more "Ants"“Four hang…two cracked…one left…”
“…I leash a mantis to my big toe
like a toe tag on a cadaver in a morgue…”
“…When it lands on your shoulder,
flexes its wings, uncurls its tongue,
it’s origami come to life…”
“You’re reading pages aged to the color of my wings…
…moonlight behind wispy, cirrus clouds…”
“…On a clear summer night, the wind keyed
across the trees, rolling the leaves
like a tambourine…”