Eastward Bound

Here I lie among many bodies, beaten and dying. We travel east into our ever nearing doom The wretched looks of despair, pervades this place. Our lifespan shrinks away like the receding plains of my distant home. Trapped in this living death, there’s no escape, no hope to taste freedom Read more…

April 1

April 1, 2020 April fool’s day… I don’t feel foolish and I already know that this isn’t some kind of mass April fool’s joke.  I decide coffee is far more important than any fool on T.V. . Upon opening the cupboard for the coffee I discover plates; who is messing Read more…

Connections