I saw a post that tried to describe what horror was and I had to answer it.

RetirementThen the heart attackI thought I would beThe center of your universeCaring for meBut nowYou don’t feel wellAnd I must care for youAgainMy lifeOur livesPut asideBy the weakness ofFleshAnd mindOnce againFate stealsOur destinies ©2021 Kevin Fraleigh

I got to wear my suit today The black pinstripe from London My black tie And my black boots The ones with silver tips To the memorial service To view Not him Not his body full of Covid But a faux marble box Full of his ashes Flanked by photographs…

If you seek the antiChrist Do not look for a mark Because the mark Is not on his head But on his heart And his sign is not a mark But his works And he is not one But countless men and women Living amongst us Lording over us Using…

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…

The first contact was quiet, obscure, and by any conventional standard quite unremarkable.  It required only a breath.  Whatever concept scientists, writers, and other visionaries of the ages may have had about the event, this wasn’t it. I wouldn’t call it serendipitous, that first contact.  It was not, by definition,…

There is something comforting about seeing working traffic lights and being called into work.  Normalcy and routine in the aftermath of tension, stress, and physical discomfort can be a welcome thing.  Adrenaline in the face of hurricane force winds, rain, and flying debris can only keep you going for so…

Every so often I like to share what I’m currently working on.  As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, I’m working on the manuscript for a story tentatively titled, ‘Clarice’.   I’ve got around 42,000 words so far.  While story development is slow, because I’m pulled in so many different directions,…

My first series, compiled in a single e-volume, Any Tomorrow Complete, is selling again!  That makes me feel good.  It might not make me a millionaire (and from what I’ve seen of millionaires I’m not sure I’d even want to go there), but I’m stoked that a few valiant souls…

No matter how infamous or famous, rich or poor, good or bad, the world moves on. © Copyright 2017 by Kevin Fraleigh.