Trippin In The Abstract

Last Call for the Neanderthal

To all of the men out there, I am afraid that I have some frightening news.…

He whispered to the dark room, “I’ve lost her”. He sank his knees into the rough…

I see her everyday. Sometimes she is behind the cash register, sometimes she is in her…

I planted a simple word and waited to see if it would grow. I watered it…

It’s one of those moments when the world is soft and playful… Summer sighs a slow…

It is not merely a random coincidence that life is mimicked in the beauty of a…

What is it about writing that at times makes it so therapeutic and soothing to the…

things i never told HER i never said that SHE had contributed to my reawakening…

Hello there…just throwing down some thoughts, musings and personal perceptions(distorted as they may be) for whomever…