DaredevilsThat dirt drive at the edge of the city        Gave us the most uncanny bucolic world        8 acres of non developed real estate        Huck Finn and Daniel Boone would be...

The cycle of life is a pretty simple thing.We get born,live and then die.How it's like this,I wonder why. We get born,whether animals or humans.And eventually time passes by.People cry to mourn us when we die. I wonder,is there more to...

Of the amber streetlights circling woodland edges, carnal helicopter flights of fingers swirl seduction into our suburbia  Pray tell, let me thrash one hundred branches across boughs of your skin  which never sees sunlight  Of the flora and fauna treat me like an equal until it hurts  Deportment is the balance of tongues o'er swollen...