Ban The Taboo Vol 1

Surprising short stories you must read before they are banned or burned. Unbridled creativity is the trademark of this short story collection explored as modern-day fables—the dark path to morality blazes molten in the reader’s core. Sergeant T. Thompson is a pacifist sniper, pinned down, under fire, A man who wouldn’t hurt a fly, forced to kill painlessly. Out of the rift that is splitting Africa in two comes the Tikoloshe. The terrifying shapeshifter takes the daughter/sister of a Maasai family. Huge mistake! Harry and Eric: Fate, Karma, Ego, and …

The Time Of Our Lives

Seconds to minutes to hours to days. The times of our lives are fleeting in ways. Where do they start, where do they begin? How soon will come the inevitable end? If life starts at insemination. Why do we measure our lifeline from the moment of birth? Some take the fast lane, some the slow roll. All headed towards the same goal. Living in the moment, till life is cut short. Taken too soon, at one or one hundred. Seconds drag on, while years flash by too fast. The times …

Trump the Untouchable

I can shoot someone on 5th ave and not lose a vote I can collude with Russia and not lose a vote. I can sell out Ukraine to the Russians and not lose a vote. I can lock kids in cages and not lose a vote. I can mock a pandemic and cause 600,000 deaths and not lose a vote. I can lie 30,000 times and not lose a vote. Oh shit I lost THE VOTE. That’s ok one more lie. I can claim I didn’t lose, and not lose …

Letter to trump supporters post Jan 6 insurrection

Narcissists are master manipulators. The last narcissist that was on trumps level— and held power—was Nero. Nero brought down the Roman Empire while lighting his garden parties with Christian’s dipped in oil and set ablaze. Search two things one narcissist relationships, two narcissist supply. They applaud his worst behavior; which makes his behavior worse. People who fell for— and were scammed by— The Big Liar; you are not our enemies, you are HIS VICTIMS. As were we all. Many of us have seen it from the beginning because we know …

Dreams of Cloudbase

Connie Cullen had dreams. Dreams dashed upon the rocks. The same rocks that shattered her spine, leaving her ‘confined’ to her wheelchair. Confined is not a word by which she wished to be defined. Her dream was to be unbound by everything that dragged her down. Unbound by the force of gravity, set free to touch the sky. Quite simply, she had dreams to fly.   Irv and Mary Sobel are an extraordinary loving couple. Irv had one first love however, a love he nurtured from the age of five. …

My Path Lies In A Distant Land

I’m living in a foreign land, where there’s peace and quiet, But everything inside of me is far from being silent. I cry and pray for Ukraine, mourning in my soul, Overcome with helplessness, watching this war unfold. I call my friends and family just to see if they’re alright, Every single day, hoping they lived through the night. Pray, is all that I can do, with hope and faith! My path may lay in a distant land, but in my heart, Ukraine remains. A poem dedicated to my birth …

Poetic Pandemic A Viral Anthology

Poetic Pandemic A Viral Anthology   Antisocial Distancing   Was such a simple task To wear the mask To saved the lives Of kids and wives No matter how many died Some made it a matter of pride To cough in your face And act in disgrace Foaming at the mouth they scream Armed with knowledge gained from a meme You will burn in hell for what you did When you tried to save my unvaccinated kid They lie and claim the cure will make you die Then push livestock …

The Farm

The great western desert stretched from horizon to horizon. Its dust filled the air. It filled Dustin’s lungs, and stung his eyes. Charred remnants of the giants that once inhabited this land now covered in dust. It was not a desert of sand, but a desert of ash and dust.  Sequoia. That was what these giants were called. In the end nothing more than kindling for the infernos.    The desert landscape was not one of great dunes, it was a mix of blackened chimneys, and melted metal. Cars. He …

The Law Of The Land

They call me a devil, demon and traitor, just for doing my job. They believe I owe them allegiance due to sharing a common DNA link. Ancestral entanglements that make up less than 1/16th of my blood. It’s not enough connection to be recognized as a member of the tribe. Why should I be bound by their laws, and not the laws I spent the last decade bending to my will? Isn’t that what a good lawyer does? Argue the law on behalf of the client?    The client of …

The Dumpster King

We have all heard the stories about the babies left in dumpsters. Mothers giving birth in the bathroom at the prom. These stories are all too common. We think, “oh that’s horrible, who would do that to a baby?” By the next commercial break we are forgotten. I say ‘we’ because my friends and I are those forgotten and abandoned. Sasha, she was the youngest, I found her myself, not in a cliche dumpster, abandoned in the garbage nonetheless. As the eldest of our group, I was out on a …