Part 1 is here. (This is the beginning of the first entry.) As I start writing this, I need you…
Had you given up so easily while ripping your way out of your mother’s womb, you wouldn’t exist right now….
It’s a milestone I never believed I’d reach. I always thought that I’d be gone by now. Not sure why…
Perhaps I’ll be less wary after the apocalypse or rapture or whatever’s coming up after this plane’s current commercial break….
The crudely crafted noose held firm even as the bough bent with the weight and the manic throes of my dying body.
Slowly, yet effectively, purging the distractions that allow me to procrastinate with such ease.
I bought this journal today with a very specific purpose in mind. I want my boys to know who I…
As I walked into the store I thought to myself, “I am inside you now Walmart. Soon I will burst forth from your chest and wreak havoc upon your crew.”
The blades were rusted, yet the arms that wielded them were powerful enough to make them remember their purpose.
I’ve been a prisoner so long
I don’t know how to be free