Is this life?
Toni and me sit on the stoop and look down the street. All night long we’ll wait if we have to. In the early evening we’ll take a…
His lifeWhen there was no more to sayHis passionAs no one was left to hearHis sicknessThe only well kept secretHis…
Chronicles of Charon
Thunderstorms? In Elysian days? What the hell?No pun intended Phlegylas, but this…