An assorted collection of poems, photo essays and other rants.
Sunday, August 3, 2014
Fear
This white space resembles my fear. Expansive and deafening. Where my savior is clothed in red, and my heart is dry.
I wonder where fear leads, for I am a blind man searching for water.
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