Poem – Rain
Those thoughts the ever-present past the overgrown fields the moments we do not allow ourselves to forget to...
Poem – Walked Across the Field
I walked across that empty field after the weeds took over and boulders fell from the darkening sky...
Reasons, Forgotten
Why do we hang on to things? Why do we hold some reservation or ill-well toward others, even...
Transition – Chaos
I have spent many hours the past few weeks, in quiet contemplation. Setting aside books, news, papers, pen;...