Creative Writing

Reading my work is walking through the graveyard of life, where you can hurt and heal with all the roses around you. My romantic heart and secret dawg bleeds vulnerability to emotionally charge every piece, from non-fiction, fiction, poetry, to hybrid pieces -- Whatever best captures the soul of the story. It's my purpose to ignite our hearts, dear reader.

Fear

"Hello! It's Fear." That haunting enemy that crawls into my mind and spills poison. And it steals all I could ever want.

Nature Survivalist Class Syllabus

“Choked anacondas, pythons and cobras to death and brought them back to life with my Himalayan spiritual energy.” Dr. Dan Nature is a Dawg. I may be shy on the surface, but give me a pencil, and out comes my inner Dawg and versatile personality.

Bar Down

"We are inseparable in the secrets of paint blue skies." Chairlifts raise relationships, those forgotten or new. Intimacy more than shoulder to shoulder. Here's to my sister.

One Loving Soul

"Fleeting seconds that run as a permanent memory." Runs provide stories, healing, gifts. On this run: One moment of love. One person to be the flame for my heart's darkest days.

I Watch The Lanterns Fade

“The cherry blossom tree is struck by lightning.” The origami turtle I made with her is in front of me. The cherry blossoms on the paper lose their love, until, I’m alone, with this poem.

Who Are You Angels?

"I have no idea what a sunflower smells like. Are they sweet like bananas?" I always wonder at my grandmother's painting, inches from my curious mind, before I sleep. What does it mean, what is the scene? And who are those 3 lovely people?