• Short Stories,  Works

    Gift of a Soul

    Alfred gingerly squeezed his granddaughter’s shoulder, a hollow assurance, he knew. “The hour is old and yet this wretched siege still bays its horn.” “When is it going to end, Grandpa?” “Soon I…

  • Poems

    Soul Fairy

    You wish to feelYou wish to beYou wish for everythingThen pay the feeBroke you sayNot a penny or a dimeYou have a soulThen rich you are to me You wish to feelYou wish…

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