Wha_ a_ I doin_ _i__ my li_e?
It strikes me When I’m doing dishes, Standing in front of a shallow abyss Washing away remains of The once plenty. It comes whistling by,...
Prose and Poetry
Welcome to a collection of thoughts, feelings, emotions, and abstract ideas curated from the very depths of your soul, now journeying back to you in the form of the written word. Herein are our desires, humanity, burdens, and journeys laid bare for us to reflect on privately, and yet, in the knowledge that we are not alone.