A Poets Last Thoughts February 23, 2012 No Comments The city dies by old age, tomorrow. You can never die to0 late. It is said that a dove can heal, all of our savagest Read More »
Basic Fear Camp September 4, 2018 No Comments I open my eyes to see the reality before me blend into one flamboyant mess of colors that are just an extension of oneself. There Read More »
A Poets Mind December 27, 2011 No Comments I really dont know how to speak my mind right now so I guess I’ll tell you random facts about myself; I have a big Read More »