These are the faces of children. They are black from smoke and ash, ash that falls from the sky like hellish snow. Some stand idly, staring blankly at their feet, the sky, each other. Some lay unmoving on the ground, asleep or dead, but making very little difference. The air is thick with the ste...  read more

Monday morning at work it started to smell like smoke. Everybody wandering around sticking their noses in the air sniffing trying to find out where the smoke was coming from. Somebody suggested we go outside in case there really was a fire. Then a coworker came down stairs and said that the si...  read more

Mom Didn't Have a Clue I Was Smoking in High School I smoked a rhinestone studded pipe to cover up the smell of my cigarettes. My mother thought the pipe was cute and never questioned me. I wish she had, but my mother is a dreamer and was easy to fool. Studying, Working, Living, and Smoking--A Po...  read more

I was lying in my bed in my room from my board school and still sleeping, when all of a sudden a good friend stormed into my room. "Holy shit! Our classroom is burning! Get up!" he screamed. I thought, what the hell, that is not a nice way to wake me up. Wait, what did he say? I looked out ...  read more