I feel most people live in a constant state of...
It’s a daily mannerism to be mildly dishonest...
A tragedy
alone and dying...
She is at the bus stop
very large and very pretty...
I want your pupils to fill with warm 8:30 PM...
I wish to hear what you need to fix...
You exist in every
photograph, on every wall...
I was on my way to visit a dying dear friend, a...
A big surprise awaited me as I entered the room...
Someone assumed,
given my youth...
the rustle of autumn leaves
lulled cats...
When you log in and forget a thought;
Miss your dream knowing forever lost...
Been responsible
my entire life but I have...
Who wouldn’t want to be many things,
To be someone, to mean something...
I still find comfort
in the way you run your fingers...