Chas Stover : Writing

Cancer, or Death Poem 1

Cancer, or Death Poem 1

A Poem by Chas Stover


To Mom....
Heath Ledger

Heath Ledger

A Poem by Chas Stover


What better way is there to die than with a belly full of pills? They numb, and from the moment they're conceived, they shift the focus from t..
Nothing to No One

Nothing to No One

A Poem by Chas Stover


This is my first piece in over a year. Even I don't know its meaning. I just started to write. Randomly.
Leaving pt. 4

Leaving pt. 4

A Story by Chas Stover


As he began the night covered only by the shallowest veils of sleep, Charles Vauldermare was still able to hear droned, muffled versions of the anchor..
Drowned

Drowned

A Poem by Chas Stover


The cold wind swirls anxiously in the air, bathing the faces of two still-born lovers with icy, delectable palpitations; they remind one another o..
Merry Christmas c/o the Stewart Family

Merry Christmas c/o the Stewart Family

A Story by Chas Stover


1. "So. Did you ever get around to doing your Christmas shopping?" Half sure he knew what her question was going to be before she'd finis..
Leaving pt. 3

Leaving pt. 3

A Story by Chas Stover


Back in Oakridge, his better half was far less hopeful about the new situation concerning her husband; actually, as far as Connie Vauldermare was conc..
Leaving pt. 2

Leaving pt. 2

A Story by Chas Stover


Vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv…vvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv…. Once he'd pulled out of his driveway, he'd made it a point not to think abo..
I can't do this with you any more.....

I can\'t do this with you any more.....

A Poem by Chas Stover


"I can't do this with you anymore" The words she spoke froze mechanically in the air, deathly still like a blistering winter's bre..
Leaving pt. 1

Leaving pt. 1

A Story by Chas Stover


"I'm going to the store," he yelled up the stairwell. He listened to his voice echo up to the second floor, and after a brief pause and a re..

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