Author has written 29 stories for Stargate: SG-1, NCIS, Bones, CSI, Harry Potter, Warriors, Legend of Korra, and Teen Titans.
Heroes Never Die-
Or More Specifically, Spitfire Never Dies.
Long Live Wally West- You will never be dead to me (as creepy as that might be).
RIP LEXIE! I WILL MISS YOU!
7/23/12: RIP Sally Ride
You love me don’t you?
The words spoken, meant to help-but-
If you loved me, you’d do it-These
Words that mean so little, yet still-
Why don’t you love me?
The careless utterances, tossed out to the air,
Given and Handed, Shoved towards
Those boys and girls who know how it goes...
She Writes Love On Her Arms-
Carves it in, levers out the broken sounds
With a pumpkin knife,
Scratches out the hateful messages
In a vain attempt to forget.
He paints love on the wall,
His brains and blood intermingling with
The bones of a boy long dead,
The bright-red begging you-
They fill themselves with love,
Throwing out the cruel missives
With their nourishment and their lives;
Can’t hope for more, can only think of the-
Love written on her arms,
Chiseled in between xylophonic ribs and
Blown out brains,
The words begging for it, the scars saying that she once
On Her Arms.
Hush little children,
don’t be afraid.
Mamma is here;
she’ll keep you safe.
No monsters or dragons
shall cross your path;
no sickness or death
shall ever be met.
Come here little children,
we miss you so.
Pappa is here;
he promises not to go.
Come back to your hoodies,
your salsa and your phones;
please, oh please,
we miss you.
Sleep little children-
no fears will plague you now.
No sorrow sickness or pain;
your Earth has grown cold,
and the world has become distant;
Just kisses and hugs and pretty tears-
Only angels that sing of silver and gold
and a good Lord who kisses your soul.
Dream sweetly little children-
you shall never need sleep here.
Chase butterflies painted gold
and kiss a dragonfly’s wings.
But little children please remember-
you are so young and we so old.
We dance in you memory in the rain-
we beg for you to come home.
We love you little children-
never forget this please.
But please, oh please, my daughter-
dance with Death another day.
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