Secretive. Works for
the CIA. Won’t say where
it’s been for four years.
Leap year day
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Secretive. Works for
the CIA. Won’t say where
it’s been for four years.
Category Archives: paranoia
Contemplating midnight urban exploration
We drive to where his
girlfriend’s dad says the haunted
tunnel is. We freak.
Oscars’ best dressed
Bjork’s swan an urban
red carpet legend. Today
beauty takes no risks.
After a few drinks
Midnight ghosthunting
at a tragic landmark seems
like a cool idea
J on a binge
Ransacks the kitchen.
Demands she needs chocolate.
Pacified by Dove.
Insomniac
Clock ticks ricochet
like bullets of sound slowing
as the hour grows late.
Forced
Disappointment like
a kidney punch makes it hard
to smile through the pain.
Lieutenant of Inishmore
Bloody mess of a
play that has you laughing at
clots of gore and death.
Online – the new paradigm
My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.
Dichotomy
She PhotoShops her
self covered with blood spatters
loves puppies, is sweet.
a haiku a day 