Land of Almosts
In this Land of Almosts, Time is but a painted face on the wall. Sketched roughly The eyes moving with unbeknownst movement Static lips...
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.