Traveling
It is maddening the smell of mesquite cold dirt and sage i smell these things gladly and feel the crisp …
It is maddening the smell of mesquite cold dirt and sage i smell these things gladly and feel the crisp …
i know what some Buddhists say about fantasy. the trouble with day dreaming. living solely in the imagination distressing those …
i’ve parlayed paranoia into a profession. my compass steering me to a safer place i cannot always be found unless …
light leaving life leaving a glow like the moon dims to endless night. growing into death the largest star, the …
it is your birthday. what does this mean to me? nothing actually. we don’t know each other yet. but if …
with nobody to talk to i talk to myself or rather i write to myself and talk to the dog …
I’m trying to remember staying in bed all day with one you love. sleeping, talking, dreaming, laughing, crying and other things. …
As some of you more disgruntled readers may have noticed, I’ve thrown myself off a high cliff into the waters …
it all comes down to this i hear you getting dressed in the morning the rustle of clothing the sound of …
the shift of memory of hopes and dreams once good, then bad and back again. of vast landscapes and a …