Sam Luebbers

Sleep to Escape

Monday

It was one of those dreams you wish you could remember, a fantasy fabricated by the mind so…

Behind This Closed Door

A cool breeze sweeps through the neighborhood,
The last leaves of fall blown to and fro
Along their unforeseen route. 
Few are brought to rest in front of a quiet home,
Spattering the lawn with the remnants of Autumn color. 
The sky
Remains a relentless grey,
Canvassed by clouds
Paying…

The Countdown to the Rest of Your Life

Whether it is Europe’s iconic song, the time remaining until your lunch is warm, or the amount of time you’ll be stalled at a red light, our lives our full of countdowns. Every waking moment is dictated by the passage of time, each tick on the clock brings us…