The Months

And I'm supposed to be quick! A battery of chemical reactions tells me! And Otis — that dead man tells me too. The passionate vibrato infused within his voice as…

All my pieces fall to pieces. You are the one piece I cannot let go, but all my pieces fall to pieces. You are the one piece – the one!…

I'll walk through this door. I'll walk across this horizon where the snow-covered sand reflects my shadow. But perhaps this time, this time it shows nothing. All the footprints are…

Somehow, saying goodbye for the second time is more difficult than I ever could have imagined. Of course, I was never imagining this moment again. The tropical glow of unadulterated…

The blinking cursor appreciates the pause and the thoughtful moment to find a better word than that first one — this first one. The blind second before the utterance of…