Harry Potter’s Dreams

I was intrigued by this essay question from the good folks at Mugglenet.com and thought it would make an amazing series of posts… Here’s the question: Dreams feature prominently in the Harry Potter book series. Sometimes they are used by Jo to foreshadow future events, at other times they seem to be collections of random […]

We Grow Old

We grow old but our story does not remain untold. We may lose our pets and parts and end up forgetting the rest. Turn our cheeks to the cold and lift the corners of our mouths in jest. Eventually we will turn to dust and mold ourselves, long after we are bought and sold, or […]

Past and Present

I walked up the stairs that overlook the entire contents of the first floor of the Waterloo Public Library and felt as if I were climbing them for the first time. I used to climb them with Sami after school to check out fantasy books. She looked for the newest Terry Goodkind novel and I […]

Color-in-Dreams

Pomegranate thoughts drip from my mouth to the ears of a provolone-ly moon-faced man with gaping wisdom-tooth-sized-cavities with roots deep in impracticalities. Like: the inevitable nature of  sleep and dreams, my pillow sours. A flushed cheek turns cool wondering at the thing, the monster lurking near the drinking glass… a tinge of a dream that […]

One More Cup

I made a little poem from a comment i saw on a YouTube video. Hope this person doesn’t mind, just thought it was a cool comment! Haunting. Some one I knew listened to this song and killed his mother. The News called him the Dylan Killer. What a tragic story. 1985 or 86. Haunting song […]