at the risk of sounding cliche life flowed differently back then... on hot summer days ... CONTINUED
Short poems about life and love
a self (in pending)
a self, in pending. bound by a web of whys from any given place all roads end in fate. ... CONTINUED
an august afternoon
in the distance a mower drones its low rumble. from my bedroom window all backyards seem ... CONTINUED
it passes you by
beneath wrought iron lamps the red brick street glistens from a cool drizzle. with each passing ... CONTINUED
goodbye, my indigo
indigo fades into pale yellow moment by moment, degree by slightest degree -- and beneath an ... CONTINUED
from the outside (in)
perhaps most days pass by seamless and without release but do you ever wonder how to reach the ... CONTINUED
a recollection
if given a reason or forced by chance and circumstance i can still recollect with camera-like ... CONTINUED
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