Resurrection
Past the pillared gates, A new identity. One day, blinded by an early September sun, The next, wondering what might come next. Unsure on matters of the heart, In search …
Poetry and Monologues
Maybe Now
Know why you misread me? You never took enough time to wonder Why I’ve run out of answers. You said you already had them all without me anyway. Thinking …
Pith
He was the last of them. Not the strongest, Not the fastest, But the last. Now marching towards the gallows with uncompromising dignity. The murder man, The devil man, Once …
Johnny Goodbye
(The dark stage) Light piano music can be heard in the background as the face of ARTIE CLINE is revealed. A large man with dark black hair and a few …
