Behind Locked Doors | Part 2
I sat at the bus stop waiting patiently. I couldn't get Mike off of my mind. How could I? After what happened only a few hours earlier, I didn't know what could help get my mind off of him. Just then, the sound of the bus engine broke me from my...
Behind Locked Doors | Part 6
First of all, I'm so sorry for the wait. I had to stop writing for a bit because of finals. Now that those are out of the way, I can continue this series! Speaking of that, I've mapped out the rest of this and it should go until part 10 and then the...
Behind Locked Doors | Part 4
I couldn't believe what I just heard. My paws curled into fists again. "Bullshit!" I yelled. "It's not bullshit," said the panther, "That otter's father is the one who hired me to finish him off." "I'll finish you off you don't start...
Behind Locked Doors | Part 3
Feels good to post another part of this series. Thanks for all of the encouragement for Nationals! Overall, out guys got eighth in the nation! We were so stoked. Anyways, read and enjoy this next part and let me know what you think....
Behind Locked Doors | Finale
"What the hell are you doing here Kyle?" I asked both scared and nervous. For a moment, I forgot where I was. The realization that Kyle was at this house was something that I couldn't grasp. Seeing John here was shocking enough, but Kyle as well? It...
Can I Tell You Something?
This is a free verse poem that I made kinda spontaneously. I've never done a lot of poetry but I just jotted this down. This is kind of a personal thing that has been going on with me lately and I wanted to get some of those feelings into writing....
Behind Locked Doors | Part 7
I stood on the bus with my left paw holding onto the cool railing above my head. The motions of the bus swayed me back and forth as the bus moved along the downtown streets. My eyes fixed on the floor below me covered in dirt, gum, and scrap pieces...
Blindsided
A simple bite, that's all it took to turn a life of fame and luxury to a life of fear and uncertainty. Just a week ago you couldn't go through a person's movie collections without seeing Ron Janis's name on at least five of the cases. The media...
My Grandmother On Her Deathbed
My Grandmother On Her Deathbed Tells me that my pants are unzipped. That my sister's kelly green nail color is ugly With emphasis on the 'u'. Stole my brother's sunglasses and wore them, throwing up fingers so swollen that she could not wear her...
Behind Locked Doors | Part 8
The clock in the car read 2:32. Each passing minute took forever, then once it passed, it seemed like it went by way too fast. I sat in the back seat of one of the undercover police cars. Bosh sat in the driver's seat and Zig was stationed in...
As Your Voice Fades | Part 1
"I thought you looked absolutely adorable Nick" the cougar said as he changed gears. "Are you kidding me Ryan? I looked like an idiot." the dalmatian answered. "Come on, I can see you blushing," Ryan chuckled putting his arm around Nick in the...
NCOD monologue
This is a monologue/poem that I wrote for National Coming Out Day that I performed. It's written to my younger brother (first person I came out to). \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* We're standing at the McDonalds in the little...