Existence

The irony enticed within, Fates several seemingly subtle ploys, With life, deceivingly toys; Is unfortunate, perplexed and sad, The shade would surely be glad, At the ragged tragedy that fate hath spoke, It’s as if existence is a huge joke, Luck stored in a bank broke, Probability being defied, As Read more…

Behind the Closet

“I heard something moving in the closet… John’’ Susan whispers. “It’s just your stupid imagination… You’re paranoid… Susan… writing all those murder stories…” There she goes again. Guess what? Last night she saw a shadow. ‘‘Now, please would you just go back to sleep?’’ “Didn’t you just hear that? You Read more…