A baby was adopted by White Americans, taught to live there ways, the baby has to grow up in a world with bad people who try to take him away and give him back to his people, a world of fear and hatred and what took place long ago that most people...
A story told in blog entries/post of the transformation from psychotic break to recovery
A small collection of poetry from July
My life has changed, and so has this world.
It's World War III. Cities and countries are left in disarray and only one person can help. However, Blackbird is a ghost in the system and has been supposedly dead for six long years.
Special-ops Captain Ira Byrne and his team are tasked in resc...
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The Keys were prophesied to be the most powerful beings in Northlandia. After a magical attack on their homeland, only two were left alive. Ten years later, a vision prophesies their reunion. But with a war looming across the continent, will the l...
One's life does not pause when they fall asleep. Drifting From The World is a collection of moments and vignettes from dreaming minds, exploring scenes of the subconscious.
Angel Reese is a mailman who also happens to be a serial killer. At the behest of his mother, he begins his crusade against Humanity’s Paragon, a cult that sacrifices humans on a regular basis. This cult masquerades as a perfectly normal community...
A small collection of poems and prose from June.
I write poetry to give God the glory for saving me from King alcohol and in the words relay my story in the hope it encourages other addicts.
We have always heard about all of these amazing things that our minds can do.The unimaginable powers that we have locked in our brains, just waiting for the human race to evolve enough to use it. What if another planetary race has the key to unlo...
A poem about a fallen star with a dark side
A bunch of mostly sad poetry
Poetry I dug up anywhere from one to five years ago. It's old, rough around the edges, but I'll use it as my excuse to make more and & improve. These are pieces that may or may not be used in my novel as well.
This is just a "poem" that talks about some memories that made me who I am