For the ghost who haunts my dreams, pale and skinny emo...the guy who looks like me, White Man, you are the part of me I hate the most...

She ran home crying in her blood stained dress, she feared she was dying, her mother never told her about womanhood...

I never realized that forgiveness was not meant to free the sinners, it was meant to free the hands of the inflicted from carrying the...

A surrealist story about the deeper meanings behind the eccentricities of a New York city drug addict

Born of angels - not a mother, not a father - raised by love incarnate in a vivid world without color, where the harsh contrasts of white on black cease to frame the grainy faces...