A rhyming poem about standing up to the devil, about hellfire, damnation and suffering. I wrote this poem a long time ago. There is nothing autobiographical about it.
About the Author
I’m fifty-seven years old. I live in Quesnel, BC, Canada, with my wife Jo and a 17-pound, blue-eyed, white cat named Mister. I mostly build houses and shops to earn a living but I’ve written dozens of stories, including fantasy, horror, sword & sorcery, mystery, humor, erotica, and science fiction, frequently combining genres. Thirty have been published in small press magazines and e-zines, from the 200-word "The Hole" in Ascent Aspirations, to the 10,000-word novelette "Levels" in Buzzy Mag, published in May, 2012. My high score is four stories to Barbaric Yawp, Some of them are available now as ebooks at Smashwords. I also dabble in art and photography. I have over forty of my own paintings hanging in my home. I build inukshuks and sell them in a local craft shop. I take photographs of them and photoshop them into art prints. Contact me at: firstname.lastname@example.org
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