The Gods and The Devils

the broken and the menders

My Own Way

the fates have spoken / so that’s all

Layers

What hierarchy / suggests / your impending / fruitions?

Free Write Overlay

because all people everywhere / know that knowing causes / the greatest sorrow

Escape

It’s just a matter / of how many layers / of “me” you release

A Bit of Nostalgia in the Basement

poor books, / I will pick you / up off the carpet / one day