[+]Aaroneous Monk[+]

It was a classroom I stepped into and everyone had a seat but me.  I looked around awkwardly and understood that each desk had a song on it ...

  Love is a two-handed great sword swung in the battle against despair but the enemy is a great and terrible beast and I’m too weak to hoist...

  How is that possible  at such a low price? The barker looks down, his smile a slice. There is something odd at the cant of his head. He se...

  In the running lines of rust I see my approaching fate. In the rush to do well  I am always running late. Starving to do what’s righ...

  I find myself standing on the darkened porch and hate myself for it.  The sound of music comes muffled through the leaded glass of the fro...

  Clearly,  not all clones are created equal as anyone knows who has  seen a sequel   and god  forbid they  make a prequel! Clearly, not all...

Hidden oceans and depth of sky  within each person we pass by.  Doors may open to pour it out  waves of pain, clouds of doubt.  Stand your g...

The Dark Lighthouse Today I was re-reading this recent experimental short story (it has a fixed paragraph size) and a particular sentence st...

 

Walking through the shadow of the Eiffel tower or sitting by a bronze lion on Trafalgar Square. Kayaking down the blue Danube in 3/4 time or...

  He sits at a small wooden desk nestled into an attic alcove as northern light flows through the window creating soft shadows. The click-cl...

  I will take the tree inside of me to show that I can grow. A single leaf with shades of grief, a seed or two to sow. Simply do wha...