Fleeting
Thoughtlessness flows like an absent sea, rippling us back to the shore. Trying to comprehend the new norms with a simultaneous desire for the ones before. —a fleeting familiarity. . […]
Glory in the Morning
Sometimes sorrows fall on us like shadows in the darkness, but sifting through the murkiness we find our way through. Taking steps we find our way through. As the night […]
