I can’t stop thinking about thinking! Art is an expression of self… So here I am… Laid out like a buffet and slowly unwrapped ...

>> H – h – hello?? > Is it working yet? > Am I making it through to you? >>Keep reading. You’ll get there ...

she said. if you ever write a book I’m buying it – – how to build a girl –  a recipe for disaster    ...

And this is how it starts.   You are reading a page I once wrote  about a paper game (of consequences) in which my ...

In a dark, dark corner of a dark, dark lair  behind a dark, dark door down some dark, dark stairs  sits a pale and ...

A doll met a clown on a Tuesday of rain, They bowed and they curtsied and swapped half a brain. The doll said, “Be ...

Fall asleep in my messy bedroom mind It‘s a bit warped and a bit buckled. Painted – yellow and blue. You might admire the ...

You open your eyes. Oh! You must have drifted off. You look around, slightly disoriented. The carriage rattles softly. Outside, there is only deep ...

You step into the old room. The air is full of mothballs and age. The lamps are yellowing and their shades are adorned with ...

Hello, Dear Reader. How funny – I am not sure what I want to say to you. But I know I want to say ...