Something Slips My Mind By Reid Baer The stout and stern lady bank teller looks Up at me and says, “I can’t cash this check.” Two panic attacks and three decades pass Then she follows...

Destiny’s Dice
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

Born on a low road,
on the deathbed of a God without a sense of humor.
A high roller throwing snake eyes and praying...

Tennyson poem

The Lady of the Wood
by MrDaMan
Virgil R Hall II (Randy)

Evil roots in the dark for terror,
for the sustenance that draws death
out of the circle of...