I have trouble with being succinct, or rather lack being succinct at all. Poetry doesn't come naturally to me, not usually anyway. In fact, I'd rather indulge myself in writing a novel, but there are thoughts in my head and feelings in my heart that can neither be explained in a brief soliloquy or expanded into an unn...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Here's your coffee sir, Have a nice day!" I said to the the attractive man wearing a business suit. He gave me a grunt as a response and I was unsatisfied because I wanted to hear more. But I regretted it as soon as he spoke. "What the hell is this!" He exclaimed, startling...
Soren McKinin; the disappointment of the family, the child his parents wished did not belong to them, the type fathers warned their daughters not to date. Anger issues, a heartless brute that got into fights and saw the world as dark grey, helpless and pointless lump of rock. He was incapable of happiness, of love. ...
