The Written Word

Be like water.

Forget

It’s an idyllic sort of state, I’ll forget my name if you forget yours, In agreement on a morning, We’ve forgotten who we are, Gentle curves on horizon, You mimic the hills in the distance, We are strangers in a strange land, I say hello and you reply in turn, Walking out of the graveyard, [...]

New vision.

Things are coming together for the new site! Please look around and let me know what you think. Thank you!   ~ Jamais