Asgrim and his father donned their equipment and were outside their small tent in the middle of battle. All around them, fires began to burn.
The evening before the incident, Angel worked disassembling Rocky’s doghouse. Mrs. Treble was forced to put the animal to sleep the previous day due to cancer...
We shared a tiny piece of our stories decades apart, and yet the tricks have not changed their fetishes or desires—same filthy beings. Snippets of our trauma we shared--days upon weeks, months upon years... The realization of identical impurity and fears. These foul, Immoral, corrupt souls.
Rajeania’s mother Donna hadn’t seen or thought about this neighbor in years, then one day he comes knocking on her door.
In the spirit of this holiday season, I dedicate this column to all of those whose internal struggle persists to balance the notion of the Christmas spirit of giving with that of finding one-self in a sea of sadness.
What do you do when you don’t know what to do?
I have continuously picked people who eventually prove to me that there's something wrong with me, that I'm not good enough to be friends with.
Hi everybody…my name is Clarence. Back there is Clyde. Did you ever wonder why we have long necks?
When I saw the yellow I stopped the car. Fortunately, there was no traffic so I had a talk with Buddy.
These past couple of months have been, in a word, interesting.