I remember the afternoon that was darkened by the dense clouds, as dense as the shadows forming in my heart. The tide was high and the waves were at war with the wind. I had stood there on the deck of a ship that...
Disclaimer: What you are about to read might bring forth the feelings of: WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ AND WHY. continue at your own discretion. Much like jazz, life makes absolutely and utterly NO SENSE. It is all about fucking improvisation, and...
DISCLAIMER: What you are about to read may or may not produce strong feelings of WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST READ AND WHY. Continue at your own discretion Some days are kind. You wake up and there is a sense of purpose, a...
August is May’s bewitching sister She comes in a bloom, And leaves with much to be desired… She arrives with new beginnings And sets with many a endings As warm things and cold dreams cast a shadow over the sun September silently unfolds its...
Sound of autumn rain in my garden, Dim fairy lights by the fireplace I hear my cats’ collars and bells; the anthem of this home It’s a moment of comfort amidst this never ending craze A hot cup of cocoa in my hand My...
Life is like a candle, burning slowly and eerily through a long dark night. By the time it is daylight, it burns out.Candle has but only its own fire that burns with its very own fuel to keep the night lit. I have walked...