Raincheck
You ask me to describe the scent of fear, and I blush ashamed. For some it’s a fragrance red and bloodstained, other say it smells of ice and snow. Fear […]
You ask me to describe the scent of fear, and I blush ashamed. For some it’s a fragrance red and bloodstained, other say it smells of ice and snow. Fear […]
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
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, haiku. Life, word play, puns, free verse
About fantastical places and other stuff