That Day at SM

I knew for certain that here was a brother, and in ways his own, a father.
Kindred souls sundered at birth, severed by blood, bridged by chance.

As Far As And Even Beyond What The Eye Can See

Sand. Sand. Silken salmon shimmering sand. I am drowning in the sand. There is only the sand.

Voiceless, I Long to Whisper

To bare. To be someone's Muse.

Maybe You'll Notice

Eating at the Cafeteria by your Lonesome