Enticing Illusions & Dreams

He was sleeping around and, to be honest, I’m not even sure the women wanted to be there. I was visiting but did not know what I had gotten myself into, as I observed the scene unfolding in the basement… An old man lived upstairs. He had a long, pointed beard of white and wasContinue reading “Enticing Illusions & Dreams”

Put Your Finger Here

The hardness of the ground, dotted with half-buried pebbles, seems so certain beneath my boots — without give, without doubt, without mercy. As the sun sweetly smacks my cheek and cracks my face open into a smile, that same old toying wind winds its way in one ear and out the other: What if you’reContinue reading “Put Your Finger Here”