past posts

I wish I could remember how to describe the smell of green the grasses and wildflowers breathing by my feet the maples that didn’t fit...

you have never stopped chasing me during the summers that I ignored you you came through the radio and reminded me when I didn't know how...

do you think my standards are too high? I ask the wall there is no reply I live in a nutshell and I wonder if I’ve done my best I ask if...