An eloquent lowlife inspired by the beatniks and the greats who followed.
Bless me, father, for I have sinned.
Narrowly forgotten, our words can’t help but feel weightless in times of abounding tragedy. For the pen is mightier than the sword, an ancient proverb states. Aye, but little can the mighty pen do in the face of artillery.
My name is Floriday, and I had quite the problem. There are certainly worse problems to absolve myself of, but the mental…