Made to Reason

Poems / December 2, 2024

Young Man

Father to son and back again.

Poems / December 2, 2024

To fight like a saint, you must dream like a saint.

Poems / December 1, 2024

The hight of Christian joy is to see the mass for what it is.

Poems / July 22, 2024

Saints don’t die. They only come more to life.

Short Stories / July 20, 2024

To death do us part. A newlywed thriller.

Short Stories / July 8, 2024

Mafia flash fiction? Why not.

Poems / July 7, 2024

If only every father could grow to the size of their son’s love and admiration.

Poems / July 2, 2024

Our mind separates us from the beasts, even in our rest.

Poems / July 1, 2024

How low ought I bow before the Mother of God?

Poems / July 1, 2024

The day the earth grew a little darker but Heaven a little brighter.