1965
November 27, 2021. Exactly fifty six years ago to the day, my parents forged a union. Tied by a secret circumstance. Our lives shaken by revelations in the wake of […]
Storm
Another storm is coming. Feeling the barometric pressure. Waiting for the strong winds, to begin parting our ways.
Maxx (2008 – 2021)
I did everything I could to help him, every obstacle a significant challenge. Money, medicine, and surgery, yet his wounds will not heal. I don’t know what else to do, […]
Black Holes
Passive avoidance Existence without presence Crowded emptiness
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