Roadkill 2AM
Far away at 2 AM, awake; with her silver bells a gentle chime of frozen roads. “I couldn’t brake in time, the doe came rushing out too late, too fast, […]
Far away at 2 AM, awake; with her silver bells a gentle chime of frozen roads. “I couldn’t brake in time, the doe came rushing out too late, too fast, […]
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,