STONES OF OUR BEING From mountain’s womb, we stones arise, Each hue unique, beneath the skies...
The sun began its slow descent towards the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. Emma sat...
ALONG THE WINTY SKYLINE Along the wintry skyline, stark and bare, This icy breath of the wind...
Your momma was a side peice. Modern peripheral. I keep a weapon stashed on me. Loaded material. What is the...
When she tries to talk to him, she swears it feels like he responds ever so emotionless, She's...
After the game. There will be flames. When the guns draw. blood washes away. and water drains, in the...
In the bustling heart of Dubai, nestled between shimmering skyscrapers and dimly lit alleys, stood The...
In the heart of the New York, where the cacophony of life never seemed to fade, there lay a quaint, dimly...
What kind of person do you claim to be What kind of person do others see When push comes to...
In the heart of a Porto city, Portugal, where the night glimmered with the gleam of streetlights and the...
Do we really die? I really don't want to think so. I just think honestly it's one big lie! I think...
In the soft, golden light of dawn, a modest room unfurled beneath the gentle caress of daybreak. The walls...
The Boomer man that I will always be will never comprehend pants made of denim...
