swift sunrise a nightly gloom where rivers stray and meadows bloom creatures creep the eagles soar boulders crash and mountains roar find a way, before, I must time turns granite into dust seek safe passage through the cold live the Read More …
This is the third of seven articles in the collection Letters to Yara my personal take on the hero’s journey. To you, Forever from me to you, The days grow darker, the night grows longer and our blistered feet Read More …
petals swirl petals fall along the wall of concrete in futile strife to bring to life barren streets of industry where ruby gems sprung from stem as bloody tears the tarmac meet from gardens green to dungeons grey oh, how Read More …
drink while I can drugs while I can smoke while I can sex while I can chase while I can cheat while I can haunt while I can want while I can untill I can’t no more, is all I Read More …