Black Sands

  Where am I? I see the world around me, the people rushing to places where they are no longer who they are, but become ghosts of themselves. Their truth enslaved by an eight-hour master that drains them of all they are until the next day. Weary of this entrapment I wander off, drifting far … Continue reading Black Sands

The Death Of Pierre

"Pierre died last night. They called and told me he passed away.......I told him I'd see him for Christmas, I was frustrated with him and the landlord situation." The voice on the phone began to quiver as she mentioned his name and all the stuff he left behind, which wasn't much but 800 dollars and … Continue reading The Death Of Pierre