The simple act of breathing the heartbeat thoughts receding rock me gently in the afternoon sun relax, I tell my body let the moment heal you listen to some music and let the words distract you as you lip sync the lyrics that you've learned to know by heart keep busy, must keep busy … Continue reading Frantic (poem)
There was a wickedness put down on me when I was but a child evil serpentine lashes lay about with cold metal teeth, smelling of leather and containing many eyes It was black and it's bite burned me my young flesh welting bleeding, forcing me to do things I didn't want to … Continue reading Wickedness put down on me (Poem)
https://wp.me/p4n4Av-6pO A great review for When Heaven Strikes
This is pure insanity and it smacks of hetero privilege.
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Mohamed Nohassi ...and in the midst of it all stood a man quaking at the knees fires burning on the horizon fanned by the wind dance in his eyes there's a sword in his hand a mage's staff in the other a dragon lay dead at his feet the acrid smell of smoke and cinders … Continue reading Dragon Slayer (poem)
Desperation is the commodity we trade in no one needs to kneel without it no one needs the opioid without it no one needs the cancer cure it clings to us like ash and chokes the life out of our lungs illegal in some cases but not in all - and where it … Continue reading Desperation (poem)
A review for an older book of mine, a horror novel, called Still Waters. Thanks Rainbow!
Wendy reviews ‘Still Waters’ (Memoirs of the Human Wraiths Book 3) by F. E. Feeley Jr. Publilshed by Dreamspinner Press March 30, 2015, 222 pages.
Promise, Michigan is very much like every other small town across the state. Built on the edge of a lake, the homes sit in neat little rows in cute little neighborhoods. During the summer Promise bustles with tourists who come to spend their vacation dollars and enjoy the lake’s refreshingly cold water. But Promise holds a terrible secret. In the center of the lake is an abandoned island where a curse is rumored to wait for victims, unabated and deadly. Most think it’s just a story, something used to keep kids out of trouble. Still, everyone gives it a wide berth. Everyone except Bret and Adam. They dare to venture out the night of Bret’s birthday. When they declared their…
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