A Horse
I should like to be a horse, So long as it’s a paint, of course. Flying riderless across the plain, Wind tickling my flowing mane.
Prefer to read a series from the beginning? Haley's War is an unfinished chaotic fever dream, but it's a helluva ride.
I should like to be a horse, So long as it’s a paint, of course. Flying riderless across the plain, Wind tickling my flowing mane.
Doug is dressed in his party best, In a feathered hat and a sequined vest. With an icy beer in each hand, He’d rock it out, with the band.
“So, I know something you don’t know.”
Matted-hair and rotted teeth, what evil danger lurks beneath? Pointed talons and razor claw, drags you into a gaping maw. He hides in closets and under b...
I entered the ballroom and searched for her in a sea of gowns and tuxedo. I had to find her, to touch her. All these masks! The ladies looked like angels flo...
Captain Hook, he climbed the deck, Lookin’ for Smee, to give him heck.
“Hold the elevator, please,” said Trudy. I stuck my arm in the closing doors and they bounced open, to much irritation judging by the disgruntled huff behind...
Carol Bannister placed the breakfast tray in front of her Aunt Jessica and stood staring out the window at the autumn leaves swirling about the grounds.
My hand’s all numbers so what the heck? I drew a card from atop the deck, My palms were wet and my cheeks a-fire A chip and a chair with stakes ne’er high...
“What seems to be the problem, Officer?” I ask.
I woke up dreaming of gold, which was weird, because I normally crave coffee. I swing my legs to the side of the bed and was shocked to fall flat on the floo...