Let the music play
It’s been awhile since I have written, I have been trying to behave and get my booty to bed at a decent hour. This 4am stuff is real rough on … Continue reading
Just a little country
I often call the place where I grew up, my own little small town USA, a farming community which is kind of inaccurate. Cheboygan, MI really was a city founded … Continue reading
Orange Barrel Season
Alright so April fast approaches, what does that mean? You get to torture an unsuspecting loved one for April fool’s day, well sure, but there is something more important starting … Continue reading
Fail me not
I finally had time to get my tattoos on Monday. I often get mixed reaction about my body modifications, although conservative compared to what they used to be; as I … Continue reading
Mental purge
Once there was a place for me not just in your life but in the depths of your being. Your heart, your soul, your history and future. It was carved … Continue reading
Regression
This is something I wrote months ago and never thought I would share, because I need to let it go. So the most wonderful thing about post traumatic stress is … Continue reading
The Gist
Tip energizes probe of 1980s slaying of 23-year-old Brenda Martinez Published: Thursday, March 17, 2011, 8:30 PM Updated: Friday, March 18, 2011, 9:25 AM Khalil AlHajal | The Flint Journal … Continue reading
I Think I May Be a Goat
One of the great things about chronic pain is it distracts you when it flares up. Your brain is so focused on keeping you from doing any movement that … Continue reading
Take me as I am
I’m winning at losing, drowning with my head above water feet firmly on the ground. Running in place, getting nowhere fast. Like eating soup with a fork, destined to starve … Continue reading
Twenty-four
It’s now been 24 years I hope you all enjoyed your Christmas and especially you suspect No.1. Oh how I would love to use your name and meet you. I … Continue reading
T-minus
December inevitably turns into a countdown to the 22nd, regardless of anything else that is happening. Each day that passes is one less day to one more year without justice … Continue reading
Child like fear
What am I looking at, you might be thinking. A child’s bed has he created a fort? A place for imagination and wonder? A sanctuary? I myself am not quite … Continue reading
To the boy dearest to my heart,
Gavin I’m writing to you here because I want you to know something. I want it in a place where you can always find it because I never want you … Continue reading
Trigger, trigger everywhere
So there was a story today in an area not far (half an hour) tops from where my mother was dumped, and left to rot. A woman in her … Continue reading
