Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

With a voice lacking compassion. Benevolence is overrated. The bombers flew over the holy land. Just a child, looking up at the oblivion, damnation profession. Confessional, the pews are empty as her porcelain stained tears spilled. Rosary. Jesus Mary Child. Grown up, her words echo the silence. Forty five minutes and seventy-nine months. People think …

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A few years ago, I created a character named Donovan. I breathed a very painful history into his soul. I drew the breath of life from the lips of his mouth. However, my character never developed much. He just teetered and vanished. Sometime last year, I resurfaced my notes on his characteristics and realized he …

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