And in my sinking heart there is a whale song. The blue whale sings his melodic hum waiting for harmonies … More
Month: March 2017
Painted Veins
In this world I have known people to either be artists or to be art. You, my dear, seem to be the … More
3 Years Later
I never expected people to care. It was never in my mind that individuals in 30 different countries would have … More
Drained
I want to write. I want to write something but I don’t know how anymore, it seems. I sit here … More
Porcelain Prose 