Hello old friend,
it has been so long, I don’t know where to begin.
I remember when we met– young and naive — together we trodden around, hoping to never grow old.
Our problems were minimal, only the day at hand, and what was to become of it was our only real concern.
Friend’s forged brothers. Continue reading “An Aged Poem- My Friend, So Long.”
Anytime I try to think of my wishes, I am left empty.
I can’t remember the last REAL wish I made– I feel that I am incapable of wishing Continue reading “Wishless Thinking- Tired and Tried.”
For the sake of this post, and how I am feeling in this particular moment, I will say it/spell it out again…
Continue reading “F*ck Mindfullness: Fake it till you make it! How mindfullness can sometimes deafeat the purpose of itself.”
Littermature Creative Writing– And The Illusion of Free Will.
What is this sorcery here?
Continue reading “Fortunes of Fate & Fated Fortunes”
I sit here staring through the middle of the night. That and not much more,
The rain trickles, and pours… then trickles… then pours. Continue reading “What Thunder And Lightning Feel Like.”
Well, I happened to stumble onto this ‘Transient’ challenge laid out by Andrea Badgley.
Immediately, I began to form visuals and associate images of the past– a past that is now very late. Continue reading “Transient Memories That Don’t Belong To Me.”
Littermature Original Poetry-
On captivating opportunities, and broken dreams. In the smell of fire.
Continue reading “The smell of fire.”