Sixteen hooves clatteredToward Pennsylvania Ave.,Sixteen hundred. Pale Rider approached theGolden king of fire, whoBowed his head and knelt. Weeping and gnashingHis teeth, he cried “at

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
Sixteen hooves clatteredToward Pennsylvania Ave.,Sixteen hundred. Pale Rider approached theGolden king of fire, whoBowed his head and knelt. Weeping and gnashingHis teeth, he cried “at
When I die, I pray It will be after I stow My luggage in my Private cabin, the Locomotive departs; I Slip into a dream.
I considered it the utmost privilege to spend patients’ last moments on Earth with them. Now that I am in Radiology, I don’t have these
With one swipe of my Scythe, I rid you of your pain And obligation.
Overwhelming, I Steal your breath as mine own, lungs Full, darkness, enclosed.
One of my friends on Twitter posted about comforting a friend whose mother was dying. I was about to reply, but had so many thoughts