I’m on a journey that will take me to a destination. A story is being written, and the writing instrument won’t rest. I’ve dreamed of being exhausted after long, necessary…

A viper infested a tree its branches and roots digested, chocked, the invader like a cancer enslaved traumatized soul.  Leaves do not soar the depression of emerging saplings died the…

Rumors of the wind's circulation shattered the umbrella realm in the union with the weathered alliance.  Pieces of torn shreds of the umbrella, its seams unraveled threads are ripped in…