On the edge of the Sandia Mountains, My friends Amelia her husband Raul and I drove down the gravel road to the home of Ximena, an

On the edge of the Sandia Mountains, My friends Amelia her husband Raul and I drove down the gravel road to the home of Ximena, an
He’d never forget the first time he saw a Vampire. It was a Thursday. Crumbling walls in the basement of the old building he was
Short Story Sunday: Dark Dreams of the Hunted Sharp pain then exquisite pleasure unlike anything he’d every imagined. Teeth sinking into his neck, the idea
There are those times when you just want to escape from the day and wrap yourself in romance. Romance for a Good Cause Aside from
The closest I get to a true religious experience is when I’m in the presence of art. Recently while at the De Young Museum in
She stood by the trees Green leaves glowing in sunlight Hope and desire glows From her perfect skin Her blonde hair like a halo. My