Truth, Unleashed

The words that he had spoken were shocking, even obscene.  Eat my flesh, he had said, and live forever!  Before he had even finished, some...

You can't stop me? You can't stop me! You won't stop me! You . . . won't . . . stop me? . . . stop me . . .

Here's another song I wrote in high school.  The melody is simple, but plaintive and pretty.  I imagine it being sung almost a capella ,...

I went through a sonnet phase when I was fifteen.  I would usually write at least one sonnet a day.  Most of them were contrived and pretty ...

This high-concept song is typical of the stuff I wrote when I was in high school, and despite (or perhaps because of) its self-conscious cle...

This is a song I wrote about my emotionally abusive father, who has been dead to me for two years.  (He was never physically abusive, though...

The thing itself is lovely, but the woman who has taken unto herself that timeless synecdoche - a shameful thing indeed.