Before starting this farewell journal, PLEASE read this information to the end! After some digging, I obtained these documents from Hennepin County Police titled "My Dance With a Witch." They think of it as a joke, but I'm releasing these pages as a lesson for the open-minded. You'll learn from the author to not trust certain things. Like crazy professors, abandoned woodland farmhouses, women with a specific shade of lipstick, and most especially of all, a particular. Damn. Tome. This tale is not for the faint of heart nor the feeble-minded. Read at your own risk. Thank you, Thompson Ringler

Drops of Poetry It's raining outside my window Just like my emotions inside me The taste of the salty rain and sorrow Every problem falls on me like rain I catch it with my hand Turning it to rhymes and names I'm soaking wet from where I stand I don't care if I'm under a storm All I know is those little drops are stories Every day I learn new things from this horror But I can turn them into drops of poetries. This is a compilation of my poems :)

Poems for Good Measure