I Think a Thousand Thoughts… and Nothing At All

I write poems. I have for a long time. Some of them are not for public cosumption. Some of them are angsty and old and… telling. I was reading some of them today. Some of my old poems. Perception is weird. Sometimes I like them. Sometimes I don’t. Today I liked this one. The sunContinue reading “I Think a Thousand Thoughts… and Nothing At All”

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The Voice Whispers To Me

It’s 6:31AM. I’m awake. In these days of no certain schedule, we try to keep busy, to keep our own schedule. But sometimes we go to bed earlier than normal, or maybe we don’t and I just wake up because my brain never shuts off. It whispers to me, we are not safe. Coffee. WestonContinue reading “The Voice Whispers To Me”

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