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I should be dead. The car hit me head on as I was crossing the street.

This poem came to me watching a girl on the other side of a room. We were married a year and a half later :)

Here I am trying to channel my inner E.A. Poe.

poetry for vampires and those who love them....

After years of anticipating the first alien contact, is Lt. Keck really prepared for the extraterrestrial seated in front of him?

On a cold Virginia morning, a school bus full of unsuspecting teenagers makes a date with fate.

As the bus hits the water and goes under, everyone tries to escape before they run out of air.

As a group of kids make it to safety, they discover the horrible truth.