Creative Writing


Recollection of my compromised heart fell into its own deepest darkest spot didn’t think there would be any place for it to come back, at least that’s what I thought. I look into the blissfulness of your eyes and ask……Continue Reading →


The man that sings when the bell rings is filled with excitement and eager to see who it is ringing at the door. The door opens and there the first guest stands tall and bald with the strength of a…Continue Reading →