Dust Bowl Dystopia (Short-Story Part 2)

Hunting is relaxing for me, I have to be fully aware and watchful so there is less room for anything … More

Dust Bowl Dystopia (Short-Story Part 1)

The world has stopped moving forward… Mom says they pushed too hard and fast, never built up the framework that … More

I am aware, it’s pretty damn weird. 😆 I thought this art had enough of a story going on to … More

It began as a warp in the scenery, and then a tear with black underneath. Not really black, more like, … More

Space, air and time running low. Low as the light in this box. Hope; my only overflowing commodity. Cashed in … More

I’m in an industrial park carrying two plastic bags of beef to feed a wedding party that is going on … More

With shells tinkling in the pocket of his flannel, William Barron walks at his own slow pace along the shoreline. … More

“When is this body going to feel like home?” “It takes time, Beth. They say every full switch is different. … More

I’m magic. Like real magic, not that slight of hand bullshit. I make magic so real it will make you … More

Ok so I was encouraged to write more erotica, so hopefully you all enjoy.😊 Only if you’re an adult though! … More