the tangles are too thick...
Heart Dread
The Wanderer
It is almost as if there is some presence or force that is within, that is somehow also missing and without. It is quite peculiar. And quite usual.
Who Am I?
I rush in to where angels fear to tread
Albuquerque is Full of Hot Air
...the windows were down, the air was still pure and refreshed from the night, crisp and pleasant to feel and breathe.
Age
"Sweet freedom!" we said..."I can almost taste it!"
Story Time
Once upon a time...I have never been good at telling stories! I don't particularly like talking about myself. I watch people get bored and fade out about three sentences in. I tend to see events in chronological order with details of occurrence, rather than with overarching thematic elements and character development. When I am around... Continue Reading →
Pine Tops
I am one of you.
In Lament for Zeresnay
In the name of love, please do not dismiss my story...
Origin Story
Why I decided to launch my own website.
