The Soul Sucker

Rodney slumped on a cold, graffiti-tagged bench at the bus stop—head in hands, backpack at his feet, the weight of a thousand quiet regrets pressing down on his shoulders. His eyes were dull, like a man who’d seen too much too young, and not enough … Continue readingThe Soul Sucker

FATE and your Destiny

Folks love to talk about fate like it’s some grand puppeteer, tugging strings and calling shots from above. But I reckon that’s just a way to dodge responsibility—makes it easier to float along, blaming the river for where you end up. No, fate’s not a … Continue readingFATE and your Destiny