MoriartyMesa : Writing

When I fall

When I fall

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


GETTING OLDER IS SHITE!
What I miss

What I miss

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


Self Loathing of a beast.
They call him "Sorrow"

They call him "Sorrow"

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


Take a man, a simple man, any kind of man. You call him "Sorrow", every morning as sure as the sun will rise, as the sun will set, he sits on his corn..
Illusions of Paradise

Illusions of Paradise

A Story by MoriartyMesa


An open thought of Writer's Cafe. Oh yes some one will be pissed off.
On a Christmas Eve

On a Christmas Eve

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


T K . I y a c , a I k y a . Y m e t , l p . L , J
326

326

A Story by MoriartyMesa


A lesson for the young.
CRUSH THAT LINE!!!!

CRUSH THAT LINE!!!!

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


Fall 1997
Hopeless

Hopeless

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


The lights,the music, the way you spin,thehopelessplace we are in.Your grace, your style,your eye's,so comforting, so dreaming,your lips, your moves,t..
Attention W***e

Attention W***e

A Poem by MoriartyMesa


Once upon a time of lost thoughts and emotions,arecklesswoman,always pouting,always doubting.Screaming,pleading,threats of self harm,demands of attent..
The Review

The Review

A Story by MoriartyMesa


Sometimes I wonder if my vanity is so Awesome it requires correcting......nope