"Happiness is a direction, not a place."
-- Sydney J. Harris
just call me J
MemberSubmitted Writings
Flirting with a Bullet
A prose poem by GrantLike a tree with shallow roots this illusion has crashed back down to earth.
The End Begins Again
A prose poem by GrantA reminder of happiness before the end.
Shell of a Smile
A prose poem by GrantEscaping the world I've escaped into.
Fog of Need
An essay article by GrantPriorities.
Sea of Sand
A prose poem by GrantA lonely strand.
Ignorance Outlived Innocence
A prose poem by GrantThe mad dash few outlast.
Ten Feet Short
A prose poem by GrantIf tragedy is your delicacy, then to you tragedy is a mystery.
Somewhere The Rain is Lead
A prose poem by GrantGod eat god ends man, man eat man ends god.
It's Not Like You Killed Someone
An essay article by GrantYou just wanted more. No, you NEEEDED more.
The Kings Shadow
A prose poem by GrantEven a crown casts a shadow.
The Edge of Two Worlds
A prose poem by GrantWhether through my eyes or deep inside, the edge is where I'll always reside.
Deceitful Bleeding Hearts
A prose poem by GrantIt's unfortnate, but I was once a machine.
