Writing

Very short, strange story I wrote while in a band of the same name. It's sort of a fantasy, for lack of a better term.

Towering Antlers,Pierce the morning horizon;Bugle in the fall.

Poem for Give The Elk Their Antlers contest.

A father and daughter pass by a pet shop and walk in. He doesn't realize his mistake till she's pleasing, and his nose is being licked. The drive..

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