The clock hand strikes three The sound echoes off the walls, My hand continues to tremble As I hear my Siren's Call. The paper blank before me, My pen begins to fall. My breaths become steadier, As I reply to my Siren's Call. The paper continues to fill As I scratch and proceed to maul, … Continue reading Siren’s Call
Category: Writing
Burnt Orange
"Why do you think we find sunsets so beautiful?" Ramon turned to Kristen and cocked his head. "What do you mean?" "Why do you think it's such a universal notion that sunsets are beautiful?" Kristen's eyes never came off the sunset as she sat on the soft wavy grass next to Ramon. The two were … Continue reading Burnt Orange
The Golden Child Part Two
Carmine pulled the unmarked car into a spot kiddie corner from Courtney’s mom’s house. It was eleven-fifteen the following Tuesday morning after they’d spoken to the little girl. Carmine parked the car, rolled down his window halfway, and killed the engine. He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from the center console and lit one, … Continue reading The Golden Child Part Two
Burglaries Unfounded
"Charlie three?" chirped the dispatcher through the radio. "Charlie three," answered the beat three officer, Victor Kolvinsky. "Can you head into the station for a burglary report? The desk just called and said an elderly female came in to report items stolen from her apartment and she has offender info." "10-4," said Kolvinsky as he … Continue reading Burglaries Unfounded
10JUN2021
I've been having quite a bit of fun writing satire. I'm not the funniest guy in the world nor am I a world-class comedian, but something about satire allows me to bring out some of the funny I have in me through a medium that is meant to be half serious. I remember reading Thomas … Continue reading 10JUN2021