Mavis Calhoun, who works at the Shop Rite Supermarket, believes that she and Harry Wong Smith are twin souls. She shared this intimation with the teenager recently in a mad gush of esoterica and Harry, too smitten with her infuriating loveliness, could hardly disagree.
A collection of 33 poems writen between 1970 and 2004 that ranges from a warning for building sites to a poem with the longest title ever. I hope you enjoy reading these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them.
My life to say very simply, was a nightmare. Some people say you have up's and down's, I only had downs.Until I met my new family, and him. he was my perfect match.
This guy is talking on the phone, but nothing he says seems to make sense, even when you know what he's talking about.
Bullies are such a headache. How to fight back?
peom about secrets of dark pasts...trying to let them out.
Rust is a true assassin/werewolf hybrid. He's shady, needless to say. But will this bad boy be turned into a good boy with love? Or will his fifteen million, six thousand, fifty hundred, ninety-six years of being alone spoil everything?
Mavis Calhoun, who works at the Shop Rite Supermarket, believes that she and Harry Wong Smith are twin souls. She shared this intimation with the teenager recently in a mad gush of esoterica and Harry, too smitten with her infuriating loveliness, could hardly disagree.
A collection of 33 poems writen between 1970 and 2004 that ranges from a warning for building sites to a poem with the longest title ever. I hope you enjoy reading these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them.
My life to say very simply, was a nightmare. Some people say you have up's and down's, I only had downs.Until I met my new family, and him. he was my perfect match.
This guy is talking on the phone, but nothing he says seems to make sense, even when you know what he's talking about.
Bullies are such a headache. How to fight back?
peom about secrets of dark pasts...trying to let them out.
Rust is a true assassin/werewolf hybrid. He's shady, needless to say. But will this bad boy be turned into a good boy with love? Or will his fifteen million, six thousand, fifty hundred, ninety-six years of being alone spoil everything?