About Adagio


Just a guy who enjoys life and good people. Writing has given me an outlet to express myself. Born in the deep south. That is where my roots are and I have a fondness for books.

I own a small bookshop with a coffee shop. And I enjoy collaborations and discussing ideas. At times I tread the dark side.

I spent twelve years in the USMC. Also at one time owned a chain of video shops. I sold them all before the roof caved in.

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10 Jul 2020 08:53
Books, NCAA basketball
Favorite Books:
Treasure Island
Favorite Authors:
Too many to list.
Favorite Movies:
The John Adams series.
Favourite TV Shows:
Mostly news-oriented
Favorite Music:
Progressive jazz and raw blues.


Date Joined:
05 Dec 2018
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Topic: What’s for dinner?
Posted: 24 Jun 2020 11:49


Topic: Favorite story lines
Posted: 14 Jun 2020 16:06

Humor and dark

Topic: I am
Posted: 18 May 2020 15:27

I am the the dark at the maw of a tunnel

Topic: What are some of the WORST movies you've ever seen, and Why?
Posted: 17 May 2020 14:34

Weekend at Bernie's II

Topic: I am
Posted: 15 May 2020 18:02

I AM finding it very difficult to make friends here. I have no idea how to go about it in a place like this.

Be careful of what you ask for.

Topic: Let's Count
Posted: 15 May 2020 18:01


Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 30 Mar 2020 12:03

The world as we knew it has now changed. I can feel it in the air, from inside my home. Stay safe.

Topic: Inspirations, the Stories Space Coffee House
Posted: 20 Mar 2020 10:25

I closed my bookshop until the first week in April. Please stay avoid crowds, by staying inside.

Topic: Ban the user above!
Posted: 25 Feb 2020 13:30

Ban her if she gets cataracts.

Topic: Looking for a proofreader
Posted: 30 Dec 2019 08:40

Thanks Survivor, I understand.
I am sorry for that, because I genuinely love both to read and write. Most sites allow publishing with just a check if the story meet the rules, if any. I know here and the red site value proper English so I was looking forward to be able to publish here and see how my mistakes can be corrected. I understand that it can be considered a job, and I'm not looking to hire an editor. I write a lot because I can leave my fantasy free. I mostly write for my own pleasure, but hoped I could share some of the stories here.
I'll try to find someone somewhere else who can be willing to proofread, otherwise I'll keep writing for myself. Even if 'sloppy' sites I could probably publish the stories, I'm just not comfortable enough with publishing something that may not be written properly.

How many "words" are you talking about?

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In melancholia with scented sticks  of the winter gardens nostalgia in poetic solitude of nothingness   God bless eternity, listing to crickets beneath the tender leaves  of brocaded memories and snow    ...

Added 07 Jul 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 99

Twilight Burning

Diddling with my crazies, phantoms, twilight burning,  on the edge of my infirmity. Trying to hold on to my soul,  scratching with my fingers,  the weevils in this deep hole.  Damn! this place is like sloe gin,  feeling the stretch marks, wearing Old Nick's socks. Dark like an old harlot's tongue, with tits that fit my mitt, phantoms, twilight burning.  Now late for my borscht, ...

Added 03 Jul 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 150

Way Past The Tacos

Being zero dark thirty, way past the tacos as insomnia runs amok in my asinine rhymes of indigestion as I regurgitate my ghost   chained to Audacity's petticoat   and the salsa of my somber as she plays nickels and dimes on my corpse with the chuckling of toads crawling shutting off the lights of my eyes as the wheels of the hearse go spinning being zero dark thirty, way past the tacos...

Added 01 Jul 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 173

Dark Zinfandel

Dark Zinfandel, dripping exotic notes  sweet of your nectar, my lips parched   by the winds in the fields of your inferno's ecstasy  for I am your magician  dipping into your flute  dark Zinfandel, dripping exotic notes   ...

Added 29 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 207 | 1 Comment

Dark Is At My Elbow

Dark is at my elbow pushing life aside  as I play hermit to my verses loosening screws to your inner sanctum in the silence of the dripping tallow and the moth's fanning wings   of my mind's chimney sweep in death's game of Tic-Tac-Toe of your breath marking the spot and your blood's lactation today's marrow, tomorrow's stone and pale crocus of pussy willow bones of sweet nectar for my...

Added 27 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 218 | 1 Comment

Auntie's Etcetera

In my mind's repertoire of darkness with a catheter and piss-pot and my dear old auntie's etcetera strychnine that could kill a horse a collection of poetic literature from my inkwell and thesaurus collaborating with a dark angel in an autonomous zone in Seattle with 911 tattooed on her tits in my mind's repertoire of darkness and my dear old auntie's etcetera  ...

Added 25 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 205 | 1 Comment

Love Is

Love is the strings of my dark verses sweet the melancholia of romantic wings soft as a waltz of my gray ghost breathing in the sky blue wonder   and the clouds of snow-white tapioca laying my hands on your granite stone...

Added 22 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 178 | 2 Comments

Time Echoing

In my dreams, I can feel the love feel your breath touch my soul seeing reflections in your eyes eyes of stones gazing at me   From a garden of gnomes with hanging ivy of green on the banks of the Euphrates near our Babylon And as the butterfly with wings dance on a sirocco, wind chimes I see reflections in your eyes happy tears made of pearls With tides and love in the sands where angels...

Added 21 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 233 | 2 Comments

Hearing The Whispers Of Gandhi

Hearing the whispers of Gandhi but people would not listen now its spread to our shores and hatred is contagious like a plague of locust   looting and burning Shouting "no more guns" yet they produce violent movies and paint graffiti on churches in the name of peace as they throw bricks at cops creating a new state, Chaz I am a white man, a brown man also I am American who has sinned yet...

Added 15 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 326 | 2 Comments

Something Blue

From your pale, something blue taken away by a nocturnal gale now an angel with gossamer wings so frail as winter winds blow sweet ashes of your potpourri from your pale, something blue  ...

Added 13 Jun 2020 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 264 | 2 Comments

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