Trevor HouserDreamscape LoveThe sky was the color of that midnight blue crayon. The stars flickered like the lights in an old scary movie. Light from that half…Oct 13, 2016Oct 13, 2016
Trevor HouserThat Fly Is A BastardEyes are like a camera focusing in and out. First off into the far distance and the instantaneously into shallow focus on the bug…Sep 22, 2016Sep 22, 2016
Trevor HouserNowThere’s beauty in a struggle. A masterpiece of failure after failure to hopefully create the final picture of success. For without failure…Aug 10, 2016Aug 10, 2016