Last Days of The Sun

I close my eyes and try to picture you. All I see is the purest blue. I guess light is a particle, too. All along its wavelength, I feel my way; color blind, or desensitized.   I've been waiting my whole life to see you. All of these are invitations; every word a summoning. I've … Continue reading Last Days of The Sun

Look Both Ways

I’ve got that “I’m missing something” feeling, picking at my brain and I’m not sure if I’m seeking in the wrong place.   Is it something long forgotten? A past touchstone? A memory that makes up who I am and more?   Did someone whisper to me a secret that I was to keep and … Continue reading Look Both Ways