He was born with a gaping hole where love should have been He attempted to fill it with excesses Money was tinder in his pocket; the heat of it would ignite, leaving him with smoldering ashes, filled with plural… Read More ›
Day: July 16, 2019
Past Life by Jeffery Martin
Useta run behind you on some whimsical imaginary voyage where skies were bluer oceans calmer and cupids lined my bedroom wall The mere thought of sharing your love sent mythological visions across all of my horizons until one… Read More ›