Is it too soon to wonder about the post-apocalyptic world our children will inherit? Even when COVID-19 is declared dead, it will not be done with us. The fear it has sewn into the fabric of our daily lives will haunt us through generations yet to be born.

I’ve heard from various sources that once a novel is written, it should not be revisited or revised.  The best idea, some advise, is to simply move on, always focused on the next project.  The fear is that the writer might become captive to an endless cycle of writing, editing,…

The world has gone quite mad, but the reality of it little resembles the dystopian future so often portrayed in the most popular tomes and movies. The Road. The Stand. Hunger Games. World War-Z. There is a pandemic sweeping the globe, but so far there has been no rationing, no…

This is the pandemic those writers warned you about.

We lay together for an hour, My hand cupping your breast. I move my hand down to touch you, But your arm, wrapped in the sheet Blocks me like a wall, impenetrable. I move my hand to yours and my thoughts Recall the thick headiness of our love And lust…

My underwear’s too tightMy clothes just don’t fit rightI reach out for you babyBut you’re no where in the nightAnd you don’t sayA thing.You say you want a thrillThat you are on the pillBut baby if my wife finds outIt’s me she’s gonna killAnd you don’t sayA thingBaby since I…

I’m counting the daysI’m counting the weeksI’m counting the hoursUntil I am free.All of the secretsI’ll leave behindTo fall away like shacklesFrom my troubled mind.There are so many thingsI’ve yet to do and seeThe promise of a good lifeIs waiting for me.Will I  live long enoughTo make it all worthwhileThe…

Why have I stopped writing?That could be a tough questionUnless you already know the answer.And I do.I have stopped writing (for now) Because I am terrified of my wordsAnd the power they hold over me.Words have power.They transport me through space and timeTo see what must be seenTo tell what…

My father fell Into obscurity My mother is losing her mind And all that I can say with some surety Is that it’s only a matter of time Before I fade away Before I fade away My brother takes solace in the market My wife spends too much time alone…

A year of unceasing night A year of unceasing rain A year of unceasing sorrow A year of unceasing pain What comes next? ©Copyright Kevin Fraleigh 2019