A 50-count poetry collection spanning numerous topics and subject matter tackled in an often obscure and abstract manner. The last entry is a dedication.
Teddy returns home after a four-year tour in Iraq, to his welcoming girlfriend Rochelle. However, Rochelle's twisted brother, Chris, has a score to settle with Teddy. And he won't stop hunting Teddy... More > until he's deader than dead. "Recoil" follows Teddy in his escape to safety, where he rallies help to retaliate against Chris and his huge posse. Flashbacks to his experiences in Iraq adds a peculiar catalyst to things, and when Chris does something unthinkable, Teddy's recoil is nothing less than volatile.< Less
Andrew and Marissa are best friends, lovers, and explorers. One night, however, they cross the line of reality with a surrealistic experience neither of them could have ever predicted. All at the... More > flip of a switch in a peculiar room at an abandoned house, and their imaginations flourish before their eyes.< Less
Andrew and Marissa are best friends, lovers, and explorers. One night, however, they cross the line of reality with a surrealistic experience neither of them could have ever predicted. All at the... More > flip of a switch in a peculiar room at an abandoned house, and their imaginations flourish before their eyes.< Less
A collection of thirty-two original, once lyrical poems organized disorderly and with the soul intention of expressing my feelings at the time. Now they're yours to share and read and digest.... More > "Satin Talons." What the hell does that mean? Think about it. It’s bittersweet. It’s ambivalent. It’s bipolar. It’s soft and tragic and beautiful and ugly and painful and jubilant. It’s the cloak that this collection wears, ever so proudly.< Less
"Satin Talons." What the hell does that mean? If you’ve read the previous volumes, hopefully you get it by now. But for you newcomers—think about it. It’s bittersweet.... More > It’s ambivalent. It’s bipolar. It’s soft and tragic and beautiful and ugly and painful and jubilant. It’s the cloak that this collection wears. I hope you enjoy as I sink my satin talons into you and don’t let go ‘til you’re done reading.< Less
Teddy returns home after a four-year tour in Iraq, to his welcoming girlfriend Rochelle. However, Rochelle's twisted brother, Chris, has a score to settle with Teddy. And he won't stop hunting Teddy... More > until he's deader than dead. "Recoil" follows Teddy in his escape to safety, where he rallies help to retaliate against Chris and his huge posse. Flashbacks to his experiences in Iraq adds a peculiar catalyst to things, and when Chris does something unthinkable, Teddy's recoil is nothing less than volatile.< Less
Caleb is a regular guy, albeit a highly observant one. He and a large group of other people continue their trek through an ambiguous forest that seems to never end. They encounter foreign and... More > familiar animals alike, monsters and beasts hostile to their presence. Intent on survival and continuing their journey, Caleb is among many pondering the truth about the place. But sooner or later he will have to come to grips with the forest on his own, and all of its surreality. Even if that means submitting his own sanity to its already peculiar menagerie.< Less
"Satin Talons." What the hell does that mean? If you’ve read the previous volumes, hopefully you get it by now. But for you newcomers—think about it. It’s bittersweet.... More > It’s ambivalent. It’s bipolar. It’s soft and tragic and beautiful and ugly and painful and jubilant. It’s the cloak that this collection wears. I hope you enjoy as I sink my satin talons into you and don’t let go ‘til you’re done reading.< Less
A collection of thirty original, once lyrical poems organized disorderly and with the soul intention of expressing my feelings at the time. Now they're yours to share and read and... More > digest.
"Satin Talons." What the hell does that mean? Think about it. It’s bittersweet. It’s ambivalent. It’s bipolar. It’s soft and tragic and beautiful and ugly and painful and jubilant. It’s the cloak that this collection wears, ever so proudly.
This is the fifth and reluctantly but decidedly last Volume in a series of five, written since late summer of 2011. This one marks my transition into a mood more positive than before, but still contains the negatives I'm now done with reflecting upon.< Less
