“… a poem for time that flies …”
Category Archives: soliloquies
Parched shadows
“… with nary a fear …”
Those winding roots or prose for the Glorious Ones
“…. or the royalty …”
The pull
“… please yield …”
Prose on stomping grounds
“… incisions with the
pen …”
Random frequencies
“… longing for a taste …”
Those charmed sunsets
“… that Baltimore …”