Growth (Poem)

It began; an idea. Bouncing around, not serious at all. Then grew until there was no room for it to … More

Young and Free. (Poem)

Tree nymphs are a dying breed. There were thousands here; but they fell. Now there’s just me. Alone on this … More

My heart is a crowded mass of pins. You seek space to jab another in. I can barely feel it. … More

I am in the throws of full on smart phone withdrawal. (Not really, but kinda) Yesterday my Galaxy S7 just … More

I tried to come up with something for this one but just couldn’t. I’m not really sure what’s going on … More

She screams her love from her eyes. Lets the world see her flaws. Enjoys life in raw form. Seeks the … More

I’ll ride you until the stars make me blind, the adventure is old, or until I’m sure that I’ve died … More

I’m in an industrial park carrying two plastic bags of beef to feed a wedding party that is going on … More

That’s right. Even though winter isn’t fully over, the 80°F (27°C) weather has tricked PT (Poor Turtle) out of her … More