Published by

K Mark Schofer

And nobody appointed me an 
expert as  I have never even 
thought of committing murder. 

There was this Entitled 
jack ass named Carl who 
was in grad school 
With me.

If I decided to kill him I would 
Use a block of ice. Hit him over 
the head and Carl is dead.

By the time the police got there
the murder weapon is gone and
Carl is still dead.

Hello,

I’m Mark

His friends observe Mark seems wired a little differently. Perhaps it’s more likely that noticing little things often missed by others is a relic of a quieter, simpler time. He has a way with words, which he refuses to let be hindered by sub-par typing skills. People have great stories to tell if you sit and listen.

A belief dear to Mark is that there is certain beauty in the world. You simply have to look for it.