“Ruffled feathers and endless squawking over a minor difficulty is typical of a crow’s life. I lean back on the counter and realize that could be my line….”
That Might Depend On Where You’re Standing Do not confuse my bad days as a sign of weakness. Those are the days I am actually fighting my hardest. Author Unknown It has been an exciting, albeit frustrating, week. Do you ever feel like a honey bee trapped in a bell jar, that some asshole just […]
Living in the GapA paradox of anticipation and fear Will this day grant me the privilege of time Allow the nausea of reflectionTo regurgitate my thoughtsupon the porcelain page I buckle under the weight of unleashed expression Freaked out that my truth has been flushed away Or will my dream gather like lint in the dryer Until solid […]
Living in the Gap 