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Umbrella of Crimson Red lay with me in this cusp of autumn beneath an umbrella of crimson red oh, how the trees are lovely ..

A Jubilation of Quietude sated in this humble abode witness to rivulets of rain minuscule orbs, falling plummeting tr..

A Novice to Art i was a novice to art he was an amateur at best stroking my scars and imperfections with the highbrowed de..

The Unspoken Sadness photography by / Mecuro B. Cotto Could Byron or Shakespeare paraphrase the lucidity the thundering p..

...a prelude to winter

Dead End Street you’d think by now i would’ve learned that every attempt to forget you has become a dead..

Poetry by Dead Men my feet were crossed within his lap as he read to me poetry by dead men i listened with earnest i..

2008 - 2023 I have felt no greater pain than the moment when your heart stopped beating and mine carried on… -T. Shannon

God’s House some things from the past live in memory forever, like classic Chevrolets and old churches. i came u..

My Couch of Self Indulgence photography by / Eddie O’Bryan a rotisserie of thoughts concur on my couch of self-indulgence, w..