Part 1 I have a history of being in serious long-term relationships that end. That doesn’t make me especially special or unique, but it does make me feel especially miserable. This new version of the same thing is no different. My semblance of normalcy is uprooted, and I'm left crawling…

Warning: 18+ Only “We’re the scum of the fucking Earth, you know that?” The old wire bed creaked as she bounced up and down, Ignoring his words, she continued riding him steadily; biting her lip and glaring. …

May — 2022 If you’re like me, a goddamn fucking millennial hipster, then you also enjoy irreverent artists and personalities; but only BEFORE they blow up and become famous. As soon as they do- those same people always tend to FORGET TO MESSAGE ME BACK or in general FORGET WHO…

The Vampire I Loved You came to see me, drunk on purpose, tired, disheveled, hungry for blood, “take advantage of me, take advantage of me, please tempt me, please help me escape, please please please…” I could hear your sins in the beat of your heart, and the daze behind your eyes, “please, help…

A Dead Body In The Beans Life is funny. One so desperately needs a job until they have a job, and then they do nothing but dream of no longer having a job. Being required to stand in that little space for eight hours on my feet exhausted me. …

The Final Chapter The Godsend had done it. I could taste the difference in the air. I could feel the difference on my skin. The puncture wounds that had been left on my body no longer had a lingering burn. I awoke again, on my bed's soft linen sheets, though…

Enter the coffee shop… Michigan’s west coast fall always strengthened me in my resolve. A glowing confidence raged over me as we, Trent and I, drove through the hills of Kalamazoo, Michigan. Seasons blend perfectly with what’s bubbling inside your heart, much like music and ears. …

Another day, another dead body chopped up in the kitchen. Blood spatters decorated the kitchen's four walls and filled the apartment air with a thick mothball putrid stink. The stench of messy chopped flesh burned through my nose and stuck in my throat so thick I could taste the iron…

Folie à deux The weather had cooled down after a brutal summer and the nights were now quiet. I could breathe, I could think, and I could see light at the end of the tunnel. The expectation that summer always brought was dreadful and inside of me bloomed a joy…