Narrative

A Sad Song.
Lee.

The fan churns humid, spent air, spreading the funk of heat, perfume and...

If this grief of heart is absent,

we are but wanderers in the dark,

whispering...

Ozymandias Wasn’t Here.
Lee.

Some people remain nomads all of their life. Vast is the desert...

Today, I had the great pleasure to sit next to
One of my oldest friends
on the bus...

Death is a moving force
to all things that end.
For me, it was a heavy obstacle—
to...

Sitting on paper lines,
watching the universe go by—
Scratch, halt.
The record stops...

REWIND

Behold the weapons. For the final piece. Demons are getting exterminated. And frying from extreme heat. I...

From a seed I grew
and now I'm grown
I find, I have a hole in my soul
nothing...

It was a long day at work, I came home reminding myself to be happy.

I texted the wife ahead and...

Walking on a winters da
I was followed by three crows
Circling overhead
Like vultures...

The path is long,
but I’m committed to growth.

The path is long,
there’s always...

In the very light of a magnificent sunrise
I reflect on the very reason we love?
and when we...

Dark angels
In my head
Radiant in black
Not one of them smiling
Whispering...

I don’t know what to call you,
a savior or a storm,

the whisper that soothes me

or...

though two thousand nine hundred
will be here in seventy five years,
a mere blink of the eye...

Another day of poison. Pushing thru the streets. We gotta eat. Thats the spirit talking to me. When im...