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Unfortunately, I'm not routinely blogging. I've stopped writing poetry and short stories regularly as well, but there are about two years' worth of content here if you're new to my work!
There's a Snake in My Room!
I don’t know how long He slithered, so silent. I do know he’s gone Without paying a cent. Did he sleep when I slept? Did he wake when I...
Tim Huber
Jun 17, 20212 min read
A Hollow Man
Hollow Baby I’m brainless. This isn’t self-deprecation or any other kind of subtle-jab humor. I don’t mean that I don't think I'm smart...
Tim Huber
Jun 9, 202123 min read
When I Hold the World
I can change the world I have the power to slow down time a minute an hour. Move my hands across the globe heal the hurting hurt the...
Tim Huber
May 19, 20213 min read
The Me I Made
Gathering dust I horde it like a currency collecting and trading with the mites surrounding me Breathe ingest sneeze Creating rust I...
Tim Huber
May 13, 20211 min read
The Song of the Cardinal: A Pleasant Tone with Profound Lyrics
A few notes before we start: Sorry it's late! Last week was a bit busy. This novel is free to read on Project Gutenberg! Here is the link...
Tim Huber
May 3, 202110 min read
Dirty Bird
I want to fly away leave the ground behind the ground is made of dirt it’s stained the bird inside Dirty bird—vulture I pick at flesh and...
Tim Huber
Apr 29, 20211 min read
Sunday Driver
A yawn slipped past Chris’s best attempts to stifle it behind his clenched fist. The warmer it got outside—the more evident Summer’s...
Tim Huber
Apr 28, 202122 min read
Just For Today
A rhyme came to mind when I woke to find shadowy demons scratching my eyes: “Are you ready to start the day? To be tested in every way?”...
Tim Huber
Apr 22, 20212 min read
Call Me Back
Hi, I heard you’re hurting heard it from a friend of ours who’s working to fight the feelings that keep emerging. Best if you’d be blunt...
Tim Huber
Apr 15, 20212 min read
The Half-Awake Poet
Nobody’s looking for the half-awake poet. The guy whose eyes are too closed to write; to tip a rhyme or flip a line. Nobody’s looking...
Tim Huber
Apr 7, 20212 min read
Stuck in the Twilight Zone
“Some wounds never heal.” Is that the truth or just an excuse? Does this ordeal force how we feel or do we choose to always lose the...
Tim Huber
Apr 2, 20212 min read
Green Birds and Gray Mice
Passions in poems weapons made from words bouncing off my walls like dozens of gray birds. Birds? Flying freely, caged and captured, pale...
Tim Huber
Mar 25, 20212 min read
Losing My Hope
I’ve got no hope, it’s been replaced. Something much brighter hangs in its place. How’d I lose it, did I lose it? Or did I choose it, up...
Tim Huber
Mar 18, 20212 min read
A Walk in the Woods
At first, Ava entered the woods with caution, careful to step around deer droppings and anxiously scanning the path for muddy spots. But,...
Tim Huber
Mar 15, 202123 min read
Epileptic Nightmare
There needs to be silence where a symphony now plays. I must gather sleep before dawning of day. For how can I drive if I cannot control...
Tim Huber
Mar 5, 20212 min read
Silas Marner: A Fully-Rounded Redemption
Before I begin, I've got a few notes: Silas Marner is free to read on Project Gutenberg! If you haven't read it yet (which I strongly...
Tim Huber
Feb 26, 202113 min read
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