Poem dribbles written staring into a sunset. Sometimes even your pen needs a vacation.
Visiting New York City is memorable, if you allow it to change you. Follow my path into the veins of NYC.
Tick tock, the day is ending. Tick tock, so why is it so hard to keep waiting. Tick tock, tick tock. Yet now the ears are ringing.
Sometimes love is not all sunshine and rainbows. Here I turn into the shadows to explore how love can become a form of self-abandonment.
