Seems I do love each tattoo,making each lie forever true.While I begin now, once again,let paper be kissed by my pen. Crafting all these clever designs,penned out in unparalleled lines,that only then dare to intersecthere, at loneliness and introspect. As I...

I We used to gather together no matter the Weather to watch The Wizard of Oz. The memory is like a twister in black and white across the silver screen of the scene of My mind. Sending fight or flight to render Entrails of details returned to sender I just know an Awareness began to grow II Then, later, when,...