Writing in Cadence

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  • [No] Power Ups

    Kevin fell into his chair, ready to wind down the day with some online games. He kicked his shoes off and knocked them under the desk as he pressed the… Read more

  • Home Improvement

    With one final yank, Freddy torqued the last bolt into place. He took a step back to admire his work and smiled. It was the first time he had attempted… Read more

  • Quiet Comes in My Darkest Hour

    Quiet comes in my darkest hour. Though I’ve pushed the pain aside, It’s still in arm’s reach and I don’t have the ability to keep it at bay any longer.… Read more

  • It’s a Chore

    I lift the lid with a heavy sigh that the aged hinges in the old top-loader door reciprocate. The only thing at the bottom of this circular chasm is the… Read more

  • Better Make it Two

    John grasped in the darkness for the source of the high-pitched tone piercing his ears. With a smack, he snoozed his tableside alarm clock and sat up in bed. After… Read more

  • Car Troubles

    Tommy looked up from behind the smoke rising out of the large cigar smoldering in his hand. He took a large draw and the glowing ember lit up the dark… Read more

  • Picture This

    When I was twenty-one, I flew to Baghdad, Iraq for my first deployment. It was my first trans-Atlantic trip. Before that, most of my traveling had been limited to a… Read more

  • Nothing Good Left When I Said Bye

    Where will you be when you say goodbye to someone? What will the atmosphere be like? Will there be laughing; will there be crying; will the goodbye be temporary or… Read more

  • The Ocean

    The ocean reaches out to the shore crying loud with every touch. As the water beats against the world The earth fights against the urge to budge. There’s chaos on… Read more

  • A Caged Bird is Still a Bird

    Little bird in a locked cage Has the song you sing changed in any way? As the colors in your world slowly fade away Through bars you can climb without… Read more

Welcome to my blog!

I’m Mark! On this page you can find the culmination of my work. These are the results of sitting down at the end of the day, taken what’s culminated there, and attempting to flip it on its head! Whatever form it ends up in, the product is always a story, and there’s always an underlying rhythm to be discovered in how it can be told.

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