I write strange magic: prose, poetry, essays, satire, creative non-fiction, and much much more. Did you know that writing literally saves lives? In one of the darkest periods of my life, when I'd run out of all the hope I had, writing about the pain -- turning my shit into gold -- kept me alive. I'm still alive, still surviving. I don't know when "surviving" will evolve into "thriving", but I want it to. I haven't written anything creative for a while, so I'm rusty.