Stories by Emmitt Simpson
Begging in Blood
A simple sonnet that I chose to share. I actually wrote this a while ago for an English class. Needless to sa...
Pedals of Snow
A short poem I wrote one night. I want to leave it up to the reader to find his or her own meaning. Of course...
The Perfect Stranger
Castiel Novak always wanted a quiet life. The late twenty-something year old moved away from the city to the...