‘Cellmates’: A Short Story

Two men sat, divided by a row of rusted bars. They stared at the lopsided stone wall that lined the path leading out. There was rubble from broken walls lying about the room, and beams of light dripped in from beyond the pathway. The two men's bodies were naught but skin and bones ...


In the Moment Poetry

In the Moment Poetry is simply just that: a poem written at a particular moment that is inspired by the present, with little to no post-editing applied. This is the first post in the series.