Sad/Beautiful
Shivers for survival stir in my core, as the thin, black trench coat does little to mitigate my loss of body heat. It’s cold enough to feel the bite, but the isolation … Continue reading Sad/Beautiful
to a growing existence…
Shivers for survival stir in my core, as the thin, black trench coat does little to mitigate my loss of body heat. It’s cold enough to feel the bite, but the isolation … Continue reading Sad/Beautiful
We march these empty fields Within our crowded minds Searching for the remnant Of culture left behind; But what we find is puzzling, A nature quite veneered, Reflected in the … Continue reading Bonds