brooding anxiety, what a painful mixhurt full of uncertainty learned from experiencethings are going to get better I hearthere is no promise of suchunadulterated dawnsmiling freckles at memy pain releasedsunshine lightens my horizons with promisesno matter what, still, I...

Critique of Nightof the Living Dead...I hadn't had a tv setin nearly two years.My neighbor was movingout and I saw him in the hallcarrying his TV. "I told himto be careful as he was on thestairs. He laughed and...

I am reaching out to youBecause I could not stop itHow have you been?I have been missing youHope you have been missing me too.

I still remember the first time I tried.When I picked up the brush and the paint dried.I started creating a world all my own. And over the years ,I had grown.They tell me,it won't get anywhere.Just sit and watch. To tell...