Dear Diary, My friend Randolpho came to my house today. As he entered through my front door he slammed his hat down on the front

Dear Diary, My friend Randolpho came to my house today. As he entered through my front door he slammed his hat down on the front
For the past 145 years Andy had been asking James not to proposition his sister. James propositioned almost every woman he ever met, but that
I Hate Valentine’s Day “I shouldn’t be alone today,” thought young Randy as he sat brooding on a rock, on the beach at 5:30 a.m.
The pandemic was more or less over, or so they said. They of course were the voices that floated around in the press. She’d done
POETRY, GHOSTS, AND VAMPIRES He told me that he loved The warm breeze on his face The smell of pine trees And water on granite
Randy still couldn’t believe she’d written the list. Just before Christmas. She’d broken up with him. She was Claudia, Randy’s girlfriend. Why? Did it matter?