Books

Revival is Here

Sometimes the things you once ran from are your fondest memories.

May 23, 2025 • Joe Willey

This World Will Pass Away: One

Byers looked the other way when Stoddard approached.

Oct 30, 2024 • Joe Willey

This World Will Pass Away: Prologue

Alongside the glow, darkness sat heavy and immobile, waiting.

Oct 3, 2024 • Joe Willey

Your Voice Is a Fist

I wanted the pounding and screaming to stop.

Jul 18, 2024 • Joe Willey

Would my aggression rise to keep me alive, even though I was injured, tired, or concussed?

Feb 8, 2024 • Joe Willey

Within seconds, he struck me with an elbow across the jaw. My eyes shuddered, and he stopped. “I’m sorry,” he said.

Jan 5, 2024 • Joe Willey

Then voices began to rise across the rubble—sharing each new word, gaining in strength, and swelling with purpose.

Oct 6, 2023 • Joe Willey

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