The Devil's Diaries

I buried the doll behind a tree.  Just as I was arranging some sticks and dead branches to camouflage the grave, a small, fluffy champag...

Whisper it to me while no one is listening tell me I am a fool tell me I am not tell me something that makes sense and then prov...

Welcome to March to all of its muddy heaving no one knows what will happen next because we are rolling we are full of violent a...

“Just before your friend Andy came up here,” Alturis said, peeling an apple with meticulous attention, “he shot and killed someone.  Did...

       Forgive me this arrogance  this undeniable conceit Too foolish to understand what surrender would mean

This sea                                 filled with raging suspicions polluted by the debris         of 1000 amazing inventions ...

              Cathy sent me a one line email.  It read, Michael’s drinking again .             I laid my head down on my arms and star...