Are you sure we didn’t see the same stars or sleep underneath the same sky? Kind to the extent of making each other home wanting more but not knowing why. In each season of absence living out whatever role we’ve been found in, Now noticing the curves and angles from your presence in places thatContinue reading “Are you?”
Tag Archives: Thursday
A Drip Coffee
Swimming in a brown pool until the headaches came, Listening to the heart pound and finger fidgeting to a rapid tune, Sustained energy and awareness before diving underneath once more, 2-3 dives just to be done before 2 PM to be sure. 9:50 AM, 04-14-2022, Thursday
His.Stare.Re.Ah
What Hysteria is is exactly what your likely to get when something popularized hits the scene, Misinformation expands to all media so the ends justify the means, For eyes like mine who sees the world in forever changing views, Seeing life as colorful yet colorless in it’s variety of changing hues, Hysteria is just anContinue reading “His.Stare.Re.Ah”
To Love All
Another piece to the King of Glass.
Will of Wisps
A recently made poem inspired by the fires in California. I am sure many have experienced smoke in some way or another and I am no different. I like to imagine however that smoke also has different experiences with us as well.
Curtains Up
This poem is not the first of a series nor the last but it may be the opening to a story still in development from years past.