Please

As he sat there, laconic, the raspy wind a juxtaposition of the affairs of his heart; he felt for a moment, dead to the world.

To Live To See Tomorrow

The flower stood desecrated, bewilderment settling in as it is almost too genteel to resist the end of the halcyon times of peace. What used to be the tranquil consonance of nature has been uprooted by a gusty, restless abomination. Yet, survive still, it did.

Hello, Harken Here

He was a charlatan, whose hubris was a constant albatross, yet who could actually discern?

He was a wanderlust, whose worldly ways were craved by others, yet who could bear to see what he saw?

He was...

Hey Decadence

The current state of affairs lends credence to a deeper malaise, one that exists in opulence. A unanimous sigh greets this malignant truth; agreement in concert is now a drought that lives another day.

Spot A Flailing Arm

These days are all about chances. Go in seeking no reprieve. And smile.

Look At The Stars, Look How They Shine For You

As she struggled to deliver her valedictory hurray, emotional dichotomy a prevalent truth, she looked to the crowd and saw a dash of color amongst the sea of black. Such effrontery, most say. Yet the quiet heretic stood resolute, for he was here to give hope a renewed lease of life.

Return

My absence shall cease to be a frivolity soon.