The boy grasped the grasshopper by it’s hind legs, held tightly as it writhed and squirmed, scratching softly against childish hands. The boy then proceeded to tear apart a wing. And then the other, grounding that grasshopper not for good, but for an entirely different purpose indeed. The boy could have sworn a squeak leapt [...]

It’s been a long while since I’ve talked with my fifteen year old self. Yes, this is how I spend an afternoon. Enjoy! Poet15ic [2:27 PM]: hi Poet15ic [2:27 PM]: hi Pot22iec [2:28 PM]: Once is enough Poet15ic [2:28 PM]: sorry Pot22iec [2:28 PM]: so, what’s up? Poet15ic [2:28 PM]: Well….. Pot22iec [2:28 PM]: Yeah? [...]

Ah, Valnetine’s Day, the one time of the year where it’s socially acceptable for people other than stuffy English majors to enjoy poetry. How’d I spend my V-day? Writing this poem…..Enjoy, and please feel free to criticize

As a much belated Christmas gift for a dear friend, I decided to write a parody of the Rent song “Light My Candle” about the film Brokeback Mountain which she loved. Since the song is basically a back and forth conversation, I decided to write the parody in dialouge form. It might not be the [...]

In South Florida we don’t dream of the proverbial White Christmas, because, quite frankly, all we get is a beige Christmas, and the semi-nude French Canadians that accompany it, and by now we are used to it.Garbage trucks dump slush at parks for children to play with, but really it’s not the same. Especially when [...]

On Saturday of this last week our hero was messaged by a person from the past, an acquaintance really, but, in his ever susceptible state he was taken aback, and suddenly found himself retreating to that very past in which he met her. Using his senior high-school yearbook as a time travel device, he discovered [...]

I want so badly to wake up tomorrow next to someone who will tell me that they love me, and we will kiss each regardless of our crusty eyes and dry mouths as if passion had baited us towards each other for the first time. I know this isn’t going to happen and so I [...]

Then I’ll Be Smiling Scene: A busstop. We only hear the thoughts of our protagonists as cars and buses pas by. Blake(V.O.): I don’t mind the wetness of the rain. How it comes out of nowhere to drench you. I’m fine with that. It’s the numbing cold that creeps up on you afterwards when you [...]

“Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is more bewildering than outright rejection” -Martin Luther King Jr., “Letter From Birmingham Jail”

At 3:00 P.M. on Sunday October 23rd, the day before Wilma hit,I’d just gotten home from a hectic day of work, and was urged by my father to go to a shelter. The whole city was still underestimating it then and for once I was joining in on local festivities, but my dad has always [...]