You started out — showtime.Little feet, dark, cotton hair,You laughed before you cried,‘How…
after the fall of adamgod hid paradise somewherebetween my temple, heart, wrists and anklesa puzzle for a man that doesn’t know his…
Look around.
Most people are playing the American gamesupposedly living, raising children on…
After years of training my brain is still brutal. For instance, when the life force that has driven me along for thirty-five years runs dry, I…
No one resides here.No one’s home.All that remainsis an empty shell of a housefilled with trinkets and valuables that mattered more than I did.
The sun rises and shines upon everything underneath its glow.