Poetry: Cogito Ergo Sum

The fugitive looked out at rain-slapped windows from his mile high roost. The polished buildings bathed in  chromatic advertising. Blaring sirens crept up the concrete towers, and his synthetic ears identified the danger. Dark red pooled at his stomach. Only lived six years, but he still saw more than the humans ever could. He knew that he wasn’t so different, so did Descartes. He bled … Continue reading Poetry: Cogito Ergo Sum

Short Story: Balloons

Sirens blared across the city of Cleveland as the rainbow cloud of death swept throughout the land. Two men had already died. Dozens more were injured in various car crashes and other accidents. Even a couple horses became fatally injured in the chaos. All of this pain and suffering from a seemingly harmless charity event. The year was 1986. The month was September. The day … Continue reading Short Story: Balloons

Short Story: The Cold War of Fifth Grade

That time again came; It is the season premiere of Downton Abbey, but that meant nothing to me. What got me jumping up and down was that while my Mom was downstairs drinking wine with her friend Jenifer, I would be upstairs with Jenifer’s daughter Delia. In my tiny bathroom we would stick our feet in a nasty blow up foot bath, and paint our … Continue reading Short Story: The Cold War of Fifth Grade

Short Story: Pumpkins and Chestnuts

Down in the forest, with vibrant leaves strewn about the earth and trees almost bare, there was a small homely town inhabited by animals of all shapes and sizes. Every woodland animal was a friend to all and each grew even closer with one another as winter neared, for Mr. Mauricio, the eldest mouse in the town, held a feast before hibernation. “Come quick, Dash!” … Continue reading Short Story: Pumpkins and Chestnuts

Poetry: I’ve Been Caught in the Rain

The dark cloud loomed over the streets.  I was caught unaware of this happening. Why wasn’t I told that this might happen? Why did the world throw this at me with no defenses? It left me wondering and lost. Looking up at the passing streetlights, I saw light reflecting off of the metal and raindrops. Thinking back, I thought of fond memories, Singing “Singing in … Continue reading Poetry: I’ve Been Caught in the Rain