POETRY: BloodLetting

They used to think
The blood was sick
And so you had to bleed
Can my sickness
Be the pain
That makes me feel the need
To make the cut
To plunge the blade
And know it’s my decision
To watch the blood
Flow beautifully
From my desperate incision
This could bring me
Sweet escape
From my vicious heart
That pumps my body
Full of pain
But I don’t know where to start

POETRY: Actor’s Lament

“lights up”
those two words
pack a punch
to knock you
out, of reality
in, to character
become a hybrid
of you and him
of you and her
somewhere between
you and the audience
you lose all sense
of concrete identity
what are you
with them, without them?
the show must go on
your anthem
your curse
insanity, driving you
you must be, because
you only want more
and suddenly you realize
you don’t know when
the performance begins
the performance ends
when to become real
if you ever were real
at all


Daily Bible Verse


I have studied this verse before, but reading this section again today really struck me. so, I ask you, brothers and sisters, to PUT ON LOVE today. let it bind to you compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. let it inspire you to forgive and share peace with those around you.

FICTION: “Raven :2” excerpt

Excerpt from Chapter 2 of “Raven” by Hannah P. Simmons


“Where did he come from?”

“Where do they all come from? The gutters, the prisons, the holes in the city walls! They’re


“I did not realize the city had become so overrun with these vermin of yours. My attention

has been … elsewhere.”

“They get your work done,” Dani pointed out. “One way or another.”

“Ah, yes, they serve me quite well. And yet, they know not whom they serve.”

“Even if they did, it would not matter. Starving men serve their bellies.”

“I see. And the boy? Whom does he serve?”

“Himself,” Dani replied.


artwork by JakeB, ConceptArt.org

POETRY: Last Night

Last night I cried
And my eyes opened
My soul poured out
Small drops of emotion
Only human frailty can create

Today was rain
And the heavens opened
The cleansing torrent
Washing away the impurities
Yet allowing life to go on

Last night I cried
Today was rain
And my eyes opened
And the heavens opened
My soul poured out
The cleansing torrent
Small drops of emotion
Washing away the impurities
Only human frailty can create
Yet allowing life to go on