So elusive and simple, I feel lost without you. I fear you will never come. I fear you will come at the wrong time, why has timing never been your strong suit? The right and the wrong dreams, when I close my eyes it scares and delights me. Is that really what I think? What could… Continue reading Oh, to be an insomniac.
Slumped revolution, the flicker and glare of the blue light. Click, click... scroll, scroll.... tick the box. Share. Ahh the smell of instant coffee and revolution in the morning. What once was done hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, has been scrolled away and replaced with pixelated prisons. Finger protest and single fist bumps of… Continue reading Desk Activist
Hello, lets see where this goes. The idea is to create daily, ask question's, stay curious, explore, learn and make observation's. Write it down and reflect. I don't know what a poem is meant to sound like, how to start and end a story, or what literary prose means. This is just me talking with… Continue reading Hello World.