Dream tower

A pressing nudge To write But what?   What story should I tell this time? Which emotion should I express?   As I scribble down these words I pave my way toward The lit shore of inspiration

Centipede

Sometimes I become trapped in a restless craving to share my art To add my own feeble voice to the dissonance of a world that can hardly hear Waiting for people to positively react in front of my work I become so engrossed with this self-assigned task That it undermines my focus to do anything … Continue reading Centipede