It was in that space I built my house.
Poetry
Carried Away
Like a well shot arrow.
Tick-Tick-Tock
It feels like time is more and more getting away from me. I sit here on my break at work thinking, I don't have time for this, minimum wage at fifteen, maybe twenty hours a week. I want to write, nay, need to write for my deadlines are bearing down on me. But between work, … Continue reading Tick-Tick-Tock
In Free Fall
I think I'm there.
Shroud
The stars keep me company.
All My Words
Why is my mind so empty? I sit at my computer, fingers touching the keyboard fecklessly as they long to turn thoughts into words. But nothing comes out. "Here I will be inspired!" I spouted like the Pharisee. "I will be the one to tell this story!" Is that a fact? Then show them. Show … Continue reading All My Words
