They asked me why I don’t often write of the vastness of stars tides of the sea a flower’s bloom bathed in a kiss of
False Beasts
A want for destruction Held by A lack of faith In the oneself Wrapped in your Pious hope Choking on Identity indignation And the suffering
An Unfinished Letter to M. Ennenbach – Dictated
please, indulge me for a moment if you’ve a few to spare as I seize this opportunity at a live, captive audience of one for
Merry Christmas!
Too often, I miss much of the beauty that is right there in front of me. Thankfully, I didn’t miss this . . .
This Time
it’s been a long time coming the divisive fracture held much longer than expected through the wind and the rain ever widening, splintering the creaks
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The Stories In Between 