A Kosie Place

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  • P2: The Kidnapping of Callie Hendricks

    Arena entered the dull windowless room, with small splotches of crimson blood speckled on her face. She threw the gun from her waistband to the small table just in front of the heavy metal door. The gun clattered its heavy thud on the table, and she stalked to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “Is…

  • Romanticizing

    Romanticizing

    Romanticizing Rain, a storm. Thunder intrudes our thoughts. We wonder if our souls are meant to be torn. What is are? If not oil on canvas, quill to parchment. Renaissance. Maybe, tis no meaning, our souls. A world as difficult as this one. How are we to truly be free? How might our minds reach…

  • Update 4/29/24

    Update 4/29/24

    An artist writers block. That’s the state of mind I have been stuck in for weeks now. I haven’t had the motivation to write a story, a theory, or an essay, even though I love to write them. My life has been a recent whirlwind that has my mind bouncing around in confusion. Yet, I…