Imagine this: It’s a warm summer day, and you’re just walking down the street sucking on the icy exterior of a watered-down popsicle when somebody walks past you. They smell incredible and have grace in their strut. You turn back to see who it is but don’t dwell much on … Continue Reading
War—Day of Ten NaPoWriMo 2021
Ravens hover in the clear white sky
Playfully eyeing the fields of rye
Calamity struck, a massive flood
Fueled by my comrades’ blood
The heart that yields to the Rising Sun
The hand that grips the spiteful gun
The stomach that has hunger won
“Susume!” March forth, no … Continue Reading