The Mistress’s mouth is agape with shock and wonder. She never thought anything like that could happen to The Devil, she was under the impression he was all-powerful second only to the big guy upstairs. How could this man, this...this Yogi, have disposed of The Devil by only looking at him? “You may come in … Continue reading The Devil’s Mistress (Part 4)
The Magic Of It All
Writing is a magical process, you sit there, doing nothing and go into the ether of your mind. All the monkey thoughts of things that happened today and the day before jumbling around along with things that happened years ago. You thought you'd let those go but find out they're still there and maybe think … Continue reading The Magic Of It All
Poem Two
There once was a man who told twisted tales,And he told the king once that he’d be impaledAs his people didn’t like him and thought himA disgrace and couldn’t wait to see him replaced.The king understood but never minded. The man told his tales and the king gave him goldAnd the poor man walked all … Continue reading Poem Two