Once a month
It was time again… excruciating pain when the rays from the moon hit my retina, spreading through marrow and bones; rippling through muscles, into finger and toes. I grow longer, […]
It was time again… excruciating pain when the rays from the moon hit my retina, spreading through marrow and bones; rippling through muscles, into finger and toes. I grow longer, […]
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
the woes and dreams of a twenty-something with too many feelings
Now we see through a glass, darkly
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry
About fantastical places and other stuff
Sharing my thoughts, poems, travel & art