Mark KinseyLife is fucking stark sometimes.We picture days filled with such warmth. Basking in companionship, smiling at our own contentment.Feb 8, 2017Feb 8, 2017
Mark KinseyHere in the kind of calm where uncomfortable truths hover and loom.A barren calm, sparse in the thin air of time and death.Feb 1, 20161Feb 1, 20161
Mark KinseyA shiver of dread. A cold breeze after a month of summer.I start to quietly panic. I must keep the dream alive somehow.Jan 28, 2016Jan 28, 2016
Mark KinseyIn rough seas, gripped by thoughts of opportunities casually missed.It never mattered much until now.Jan 28, 20161Jan 28, 20161