What I meant to say

Yeah… This is my favorite time of year when all the colors change and the nights are a little softer and the morning seeps into the veins like a restless tiger. I put a jacket on and slip the blue backbone of the sky, let it steal my mind and heal the mounting roars that nibble their own language in and out of my hands. Point my way westward and remember the taste of the best days of life’s euphoria.

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

Well, knock me over with a feather, why don't you? You have such a way with awing your reader, you really do! How's it going, Joseph? Always good to see you!

[Perdition]

Oh as alway, as if you’re the one to talk, but with all sincerity and honesty it’s such a remarkable thing in the end, all of us just spending and sharing any stage with the brightest alive within us to give, and in all the generations…the odds we end up alive on this blue planet at this same time alone are incalculable so “Thanks” seems so unfulfilling a word. But a trillion and more sparkling come the nights for your directions instead?