A few things I have sitting on my desk in front of my keyboard probably seem ridiculous: six pennies, a wooden die, three Chinese fortunes,…
rebellious writer
Walk across my soulLike burning coalsLay me down like a doormatOr toss me off your bridge like a catI know the intents of your heartEvery…
Cemetery The place I longed for When my world wasn’t right Because it seemed the spirits there had Peace Dead and gone from this trying…
You long for beauty Beyond what you see in the mirror Like all those things you see On a screen, on a reel, on a…