Our desires on the edge of perception, the fearless hide their inhibition. The tears fall unseen. The pain of redemption is so poignant; the push is inexplicable. Soon, these days will become forgotten, nothing more than a sensation in the back of our minds. Time is closing; it is dwindling in the blink of an eye. Continue reading Passing Through
My twisted path. The weight of every step left a deep impression. Every way I took led to a dark revelation. I must gently find my horizon. Continue reading Gently
I reached out to God for deliverance. He would not answer. I offered my soul to the Devil in exchange for freedom. He would not take it. Continue reading Leper
Rum and Coke; diluting frosty shards. Taste of reminiscence; scent of delight. Some pencil sketches. Those candid creations. No erasures. Lines forming collaboration. Moment caressing nostalgia. A connected imagination. Colors and shades. A childhood infatuation. Continue reading Sunday
