The sun was down the first day. He escaped into the sea while the island burned behind him. The waves crashed against him, but he swam harder and faster than ever while hands unhallowed reached for him.

It all began with a rolling stone. In time, the stone became a ball. In an evolutionary sense, bocce and lawn billiards would be the first single celled organisms that began flagellating around in the

There it is, another fucking great sunset photo. I hope you like it. Because it took a ton of planning, walking outside, shivering in the cold, taking my iPhone out of my pocket, opening up the Camera

Listen, I'll grant we don't know a lot about each other, at least not very much can be said for certain, well that is except this bit. Your sir are a coward. Why else would you be anonymously spewing hate

Here I am, I have no idea what to write, how or even if I really want too. Yet this all seems very perfunctory too me, I feel I know what lays ahead and how to navigate it, shitty right? This here, that