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Looking at the stars and contemplating my hectic life, then the tree creaks and puts things into perspective once again.

Tension after a fight the night before experienced during morning coffee.

Frayed edged ribbons gaze upon me, illuminated by the lips of the soaked candle. I am hungry and wanting; An animal needing to be wild a..

About when a relationship first loses its trust...

The invisible, glorious and powerfully divine God carefully gazes upon the large spinning globe ..

Just some stuff I wrote for my dad one year.

Being homesick

This is about two four leaf clovers I found on a first date. I thought of tossing him aside... for a moment.

Your words mimic my empty feeling, clothed in black, standing at ..

Just a silly thing from my observations as a bartender and living in the country at a time in my life.