This new captain has all I lack
Sea of Rolling Hills
But first, I had to face the Sea of Rolling Hills.
Familiar Cobbled Streets, Pt. I
He meant no harm when he requested I take a seat, he simply hoped I'd return to the familiar cobbled streets.
Bottled Fortune
Scribbled, childish writing on the paper more profound than you grew to be
Ever On the Wing, pt. II
Called to be a soldier-king Called to romanticize everything From childhood on to elder spring From alluvial dreams to supernova after-glowing Called to not know where I stand Called to see beyond the borderland From a racing pulse when I fly unmanned From a gratuitous smile when I crash land Yet here I see all that I am... Continue Reading →
Buddy the Duckling
It was an absolutely spectacular day to be six years old. The sun was shining, a few fluffy clouds spotted the bright blue sky to give it a bit of texture, and there was a breeze that was just cool enough to raise the goosebumps on my arms. It was the kind of day that required a... Continue Reading →
December Rose 