• Many World's

    Pinecones crunch below my feet,
    Little brittle seeds squished beneath,
    Hear the sound the crackle of life,
    Destroyed small worlds not in my sight,... more »

  • My Moment

    Withered down sickled skin,
    Layers paved my way,
    Stricken down got back up,
    Scars create my faith,... more »