Better that they remember you after you've forgotten your name...
After You’ve Forgotten
A Deep Pulse
So I join the rhythmic march, walking slightly out of step...
Shattered and Passed Down
Ashes to ashes And dust to dust Words to letters And iron to rust Pictures and frames Passed down, son to son Twice, maybe thrice Trading memories for a new one Maintain character Pretend with the times Play a new part But never consign Be your own self Yet look to the... Continue Reading →
Blurry Cartoons
I often find myself asking, "Who am I supposed to be?" and no matter who I ask or how often I ask it, occasionally screaming it into the wind, I've never come any closer to an answer than simply, "Myself." It's not comforting, and it most certainly is not easy. That's because it's not an... Continue Reading →
December Rose 