High
It’s like the high is a being Itself. I’ll climb onto Its scaly back and hold tight to Its rough and worn horns. And It’ll spread Its massive purple…
Help From High Places
The painful bounces coming clearly through to my back told me we’d left well kept city roads, and this car’s shocks had seen better days. The pungent aroma of…
Outrunning Your Past (III)
He throws me in the back seat and locks the door of the car. He drives quickly so I have no chance of escaping. I’m more afraid that he’s driving while high…
Hang On
Shards of shattered glass rained down on me like a razor-sharp snow-storm as I ducked my head down, feeling pin-pricks of pain in my hair and on my neck and…
Higher
On and on we walk in file through the bitter cold of the night. Desperately trying to force some of the thin air into our lungs as the loose scree slips under…
Humble High
“Rah rah, sis boom,” the beautiful voices of the students from Humble High sang, cheering for their football team that never touched the opponets, just danced…
Humble High
“Rah rah, sis boom,” the beautiful voices of the students from Humble High sang, cheering for their football team that never touched the opponets, just danced…
Diary of a King: Early (and Late) Midieval Times
Whoa. Okay. So... like, today, bro, my friends and I were lighting up, and some guy dressed in, like, all black or something was just like, “Hello, fellow…