Letting Life Lead
Fly west comrades.
Follow horizon’s light away from the inferno’s red eye and choking clouds. Forget the fallen; let go; hold on. One step, two, a league — each stride ever more leaden.
Let sorrow drip as on a tapered candle.
The Literary (or Junk) Writings of Leslie Muzingo
Poetry, History, Mythology
Confessions of a White Trash Hoe
Learn to Live
Fiction, Nonfiction, and Poetry Journal
TinyPurpleMe: Part Two
Illustrated Short Stories
Essays and reviews on narrative in games and new media
My reflections of life in general.