Getting back to poetry again, the first few poems were old, high school stuff from 1991 to 1993. The one about mountain climbing was in college, 1996 I believe. So I will stay in that range for a bit, that time in my life where I was left wondering for the answer... why? So enough … Continue reading What a day..(Part 1)
The era of confusion granted by Midwest City’s dogma…
Who is this ShadowKill??? a killer or friend? A foe to authority? A hero to the common good? A lot of question marks surrounds this entity; an unknown to Midwest City whose only witnesses to it were all killed for the most part. His origins are unbeknownst. His methods are death, no mercy who … Continue reading The era of confusion granted by Midwest City’s dogma…