Written by R.S. Janes The philosopher debutantes were gathered at the mall He has a nice car, said one, But he makes my skin crawl. Batting eyes at a window…

Written by Ken Carman The detective could hear her over sized Playboy Bunny slippers softly slap their way to answering the doorbell he had just rung. The door opened and…

Written by R.S. Janes Yes we are all lying in the gutter Looking up at the stars But some of us have had too Much mud puddle to drink. Let's…

Written by C. J. Fox "So... you don't love me?" I asked, calmly despite the loaded question. I leaned up against our blue Camry and folded two skinny, dingy arms…