Poetry and Short Fiction

nightwish was my jam
When I realized I wasn’t a good person
Bloodletting
Cardstock Priest: A Short Story
Nunya
Depression
Leaky Old Plumbing
I’m Bad With Death
it takes all kinds
Fib
Melt for Me, Necromancer
Despair is an ice cream scoop
Ice coats the world
Kent’s Not A Lizard, He’s A Stock Broker!: A Short Story
White Collar. Black Dog.
I always think I want to grow
You gray tease
Winter: a poem, based on Necromantic
Snake Men and Bad Kings
Books don’t write themselves
75 Million
The Monster’s Cane: A Short Story
I’ll Save You a Seat Next to Me Down Below: A Short Story
Tinted Glasses: A Short Story

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