Buzzards Verhalen

In post-War Buzzards territory, a pair of blackthumbs go on an adventure. A chieftain-descendant of the 80s tribe helps recover a car, with potentially disastrous conse...

'Why are you writing this?' Chiam asks me in a low, wavering voice, already doubtful about my sanity. 'Because it happened. And I won. He lost.' I say, my tone high and...

Southern Gothic Literature Every deed designed in the dark hearts of evil men lies naked before God. Every hidden counsel convened behind closed doors is always open to...

Once, there was a man who felt alone. He looked up to the moon and cried: "Am I alone?" Only the darkness answered cries. Only the darkness that festered in hi...

I wrote this two years ago, I think. I'm not so good at poetry, so this is surprisingly okay for me.