Dial Tones Of A Car Crashed Heart

Silent calls from a treeless hill on a wind-less night echo through the deep valleys and careen down the mountain sides the voice is weak repelled by opposing sound waves and the strength of one’s beliefs but the heartbeat is strong fighting both sun and moon to reach the nest of its destined lover a […]

Desperation Underneath The Ink Of Humility

As the wind blows ripping fast across my back I think of light, near and far and a call to come home It’s nearly eight not too late but I feel the urge to write and call to come home I’m here, alone like you normally find me If you kept a calendar, you’d always […]