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The Siren

The Siren

A Poem by Jesse Booker


The Siren sings in the moonlightBeckoning to me in the nightHer melody touches my heartAnd there it abides, and will not departI will arise out of my ..
The Pursuer

The Pursuer

A Poem by Jesse Booker


The pursuer be up on meLurking where the eye cannot seeHis hellhounds have sought me outTo no one may I shoutFor this destroyer out for meIs one that ..
One Night Stand

One Night Stand

A Story by Jesse Booker


I was a young man when I married my beautiful Helen. Though our courtship was relatively brief, we never had so much as a quarrel. She was so sweet t..
The Parrot

The Parrot

A Poem by Jesse Booker


Squawking, gawking, but not really talkingThe parrot is perched in his cageGlaring, staring, but not really caringHow he sends me into a rageWaiting, ..
Plasto Inc.

Plasto Inc.

A Story by Jesse Booker


Tom Wilfred awoke from a peaceful night's sleep. It was 6 AM, and as he did every morning, like clockwork, he climbed out of bed, walked across the r..
The Tower

The Tower

A Poem by Jesse Booker


Behold the tower which looms in the distance Gaze upon it with fear and reverence For the tower rules over us all From the day we are bor..
Lovebirds

Lovebirds

A Poem by Jesse Booker


When I found you, you could not fly Your broken wing burdened your soul Your cries of despair pierced my heart Oh, how you longed to soar..
The Grey Room

The Grey Room

A Poem by Jesse Booker


Come on in, you're welcome here If you're grey like all the rest There are no colors to be found Leave them behind to be our guest Your anger gi..
Nature

Nature

A Story by Jesse Booker


"They're just kids..." I said to the mirror in the restroom of the Ridgewood Nature Museum. "They're just kids, and it's only for a couple of hours."..
Poison

Poison

A Poem by Jesse Booker


So, you have a drink here and there As hard as you work, it's only fair Then, why do you shake when you run out Was it a lie, or are you in doubt? ..
St. Nick

St. Nick

A Story by Jesse Booker


“Wake up, daddy!” Amy exclaimed as she jumped into my bed. It was Christmas morning and my four-year-old daughter had been looking for..
Mister Righteous

Mister Righteous

A Poem by Jesse Booker


Mister Righteous, sell me a prayer For my life is a troubled affair I need your guidance to help me through I’ll buy your wisdom an..
The Silent Moon

The Silent Moon

A Poem by Jesse Booker


Oh Moon, how you are romanticized In the darkness, a beacon of light You captured the hearts and minds of men You glow with myst’ry..
Mr. Mcbee

Mr. Mcbee

A Story by Jesse Booker


I was taking an evening walk, enjoying the cool, Autumn breeze which had blessed the day. Children were riding their bikes, the smell of charcoal and..
Chapter 3- The End of Innocence

Chapter 3- The End of Innocence

A Chapter by Jesse Booker


Chapter 3 of The Witches' Prophecy
Revelations

Revelations

A Story by Jesse Booker


Just a little dream I had.
Chapter 4- Blaze of Glory

Chapter 4- Blaze of Glory

A Chapter by Jesse Booker


“I think I’ll name you Randy and Rupert…” Ronnie said. Ronnie had bought himself a new toy: a small, rectangular steel ca..

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