K. A. Munn : Writing

Slightly Satantic

Slightly Satantic

A Poem by K. A. Munn


A figure stands by the lake at dark,The chilly winds break the waves apart,The black waters seize the heart,Magnify the eye,And chain the soul.Yet thi..
Justice?

Justice?

A Poem by K. A. Munn


Is there no justice in this world?Is there no peace or serenity?Are all the castles made of sand?Is every wall made of ice?How come we canforeseethe f..
Play While You Can

Play While You Can

A Story by K. A. Munn


Short True Story
Why Does A Fire Ant Bite?

Why Does A Fire Ant Bite?

A Poem by K. A. Munn


Screeching in the air,Like music straining on the brink of pain,Reminding the listener of the heartbeat of a trapped rabbit,Frightened, Pulsating, Sea..