Georgia On My Mind

Georgia was my girl, she was my love. Georgia was taken from me. She is not of this earth anymore. Georgia awaits me in heaven. Georgia was taken from me last spring as she crossed a street. She was killed by a drunk driver. Winter is now coming on and the murderer has still not […]

Time to Move On

It’s the 12th of June and I am going to die. We all die at some point, but knowing your death is imminent kinda changes your complacency about the matter. But still, I’m at peace. I haven’t had a home since shortly after I was laid off. At first, I slept in my car, but […]

She Was Born

She was born a free spirit. She was the most beautiful woman in all the world. Her name was Maria. She touched me . . . she loved me. I was not worthy of her love. But she loved me nonetheless. Then one dark night she was taken from me. It’s now early morning. I […]

Hard Love

Our love was a soft love because we made no demands on one another; our lovemaking was soft and sweet. She was soft and gentle, and she gave me her soft and gentle love. ***** I’ve been on the dodge for two days now. There are men looking for me—who want to kill me. It’s […]


Here’s the follow-up to the Everything’s Jake story. It’s two hours before dawn, moonlight shafts in through the open window. In a darkened corner, deep in the shadows, sits a woman. She has been sitting there for hours. She looks toward the bed. Lying on the bed is a man, a big man. The woman […]

John McCain

I am so sorry that John McCain is dead. I’m really sad, I mean really, really fuckin’ sad that he’s gone. I had one—just one—question I wanted to ask him. And now, I’ll never know the answer to that question. Fuck! Hello, kind and gentle reader. It is I, Andrew Joyce. Once again, I have […]

A Time to Die

My so-called friends tell me that I should not write about dying. That it is morbid. But you know what I say? I say fuck it. I want to die. I want to go on to the next adventure. We are not our bodies, we cannot be harmed. I have lived many lives in the […]

She Was Born

She was born a free spirit. She was the most beautiful woman in the world. She loved me and I loved her. Her name was Maria . . . her soul was . . . her soul told my soul that I was worthy of her love. She touched me . . . She loved […]


I have  no alibi, not that I need one. They were three men, three men who did not matter. It was late last night and I had a thirst. I was out for beer. All I wanted was to slake my thirst. Instead, I took three lives. Do you think I set out to kill? […]

Nobody Knows

Nobody knows . . . nobody sees . . . nobody knows but me. Ten years ago, I saw her for the first time. She was tall . . . she was the most beautiful thing I have even seen. She was blond. She was all female. She was to be my destruction. I loved […]