Onto the page he poured out his heart with ink and tears, fully aware it would never be seen by whom it was for.
The beast was felled; the trumpets blared, and thunderous applause echoed through the court as the boy, now a man, triumphantly returned.
Another dead body brought the total to four, but Detective Halpern felt down inside his gut that before very long it would soon be five.
Rain falls hard against my window, the backbeat to nature’s glorious song.
Down, down, down she went, twisting and turning as she fell from grace.

