The lazy sounds of breathing meet my ear and I can feel hair being lightly blown back and forth over the canal that sits on the side of...

The map in my head is tattered and torn, the memories are faded but I know the way. I can see it from a very far off distance like it is...

This should be interesting, its my first time in a taxi ride and I don't really know what to expect. You see I have seen movies about...

It's there sitting in the back of my head as I type these words. I can smell it, nearly touch it, I feel it caressing me just out of...

I declare writing season open! Well at least for myself. No more excuses, more setbacks, no more shoulda, woulda, coulda it’s time for...