Of voids and vapid words
From voices of insistent waves and from a fragment of your sleepless sea we built on clay and bones this bloodless emptiness — our house behind a veil of my […]
From voices of insistent waves and from a fragment of your sleepless sea we built on clay and bones this bloodless emptiness — our house behind a veil of my […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,