Category: Poetry & Prose
Empty, Within
The glory of the passing Shared among the weak Claimed by the strong Hold it up with pride Bear witness to this Ignore as my
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
Decency, We Barely Knew Thee
I stood watching As decency took its last breath I barely recognized it anymore It had been mangled and beaten Left to wither in the
One More Time
well, here I am I’ve found myself back in that all too familiar place stroking the absurdity of my existence the weeping walls turn their
Of Our Own Making
Thoughts create and alter A memory is a memory Of the last time we remembered It’s no wonder how easy it is To forget what
