The day was gray and wet. Ugly raindrops fell after the wind blew dark-fingered clouds right over the small town I call home,...

I know the moment will come.  I will draw my last, my final Uneventful breath. My eyes will close  And never reopen. I will have already...

There’s a beach somewhere, a sunny beach. The waves roll consistently, leisurely, into the shore caressing the already wet sand when they...

Some Thoughts on Good Ideas Jack Tangel I’d like to say a lightbulb went off, but I’m not supposed to do that. It wouldn’t be true...

The God looked like how you’d expect. He was not a white man. His long gray hair, which stretched past his knees, was scraggly and...

Poem 2/2/23 ------------------------------------------------------------------ Sometimes, I would choose to die I know I would I wonder...

One year ago today, at 23 years old, I lost my best friend Ben. The words I have written below are my best attempt at a description of...

1/16/21 (two days after death) Dear Ben, As I sit here in this world that has been stripped of you for a few days now, I am desperately...