Flat carcass day the snow failed to bless It always misses The trees like bricks The pavement shoots out frigid air I get my juice from streamed TV -...
Two nights at the Bristol and Harriet’s wedding when we get back: That’s something to look forward to! Concrete. Satisfaction guaranteed. So here and...
Imagine your final moment; you breathe out time. Nothing stops, you are not the moment. Time is concentric swirls of nebulae in a blanket of space or...