For What It's Worth
Daniel Neumann was just your typical Texas fox, raised by a hard-scrabble farming family in the town of Round Rock, just a few miles north of Austin- trained in football, a hard worker, and a devout Longhorns fan. So when he graduated from Round Rock...
What's a Pilf?
What's a Pilf? Got this idea when talking to John Lobo, so I figured I would include him in the story since, well, it WAS his idea and all. Enjoy \<3 Pasta, pizza, breaded chicken, roast ham, stew, an assortment of vegetables... Those were just a...
What is written...
**Author's Note:** This poem just sort of... came to me. I guess some part of me just got fired up at all the ways people can write stories out of all sorts of strange themes here. (Not like that's a _bad_ thing) Like I said though, this is my...
What is unspoken
A long controlled breath left Half's open maw and tired tongue as he listened to the dense wooded ravines before him. Dim moonlight showed his breath drifted up and to the south, dissipating slowly in the sub-zero temperatures. Tightening his...
What is it to Love?
Loves now past flash through my mind People now gone to my heart I bind Friends and family, strangers and foes To all of them a simple question I pose There's so many words we use every day Each one unique in its own special way But certain...
What is Hell
_I_s this what hell feels like? Bound like chains by the very earth itself. To burn in a way as if in every desert at once. But with no sun, That with no amount of water, Could quench the thirst, With no escape, With no sense of hope, An always...
What Love Is
What Love Is By Kazufox Love burns greatly in this gloomy world, Expressed rarely to its full potential, Still glowing warmly in the hearts that have feeling. Love always forgiving and caring, As if a long lost friend, Wraps those...
"What package?"
Sitting on the front porch of the old family cabin Lucian rocked gently in his favorite chair watching the birds flutter from tree to tree. They were making short work of any bug in the open making short work of their food. Summer was in full swing...
What is Reality?
Cleopatra was getting serious, "what if we run into bloody mary?" "doubtful, but in that case run as fast as you can. she has a tendency to pick at your emotions and take control of your mind.
What Love Is
Love is something that is pure something elaborate somewhat of a cure because love is a sickness not to the body or mind but to the soul, where feelings rest locked away, deep in your chest. you are not born with the key, but provided a...
Of What Might Be
what if... what if... _what if?_ the wind lowered again and left a strange restlessness in its place. "maybe... maybe, mother, there's a few... a few of them who look at us.
What's Next?
What's next? Loud ring, pick up the phone, new text, open phone, "Hey, are we going out tonight?", wag tail, reply "Yes.", Smiley face, what's next? Time for work, check your messages, file these papers, "did you call Mr. Baxter like I told you?",...