poetry
Soaring in high above the concrete pathways, watching the devices of smoke and smog poison the skies. Cutting through toxic clouds of sulphur and ozone, always thinking that there will be a break soon in the stratosphere, allowing me to breathe and see again. To let the insects become once
poetry
A Galactic Walk What do you believe happens to our souls when we die? Do you believe in the idea of human life possessing a soul to begin with? My dad was a man of science. Now suffering from Alzheimer’s, he may or may not answer if you were
Dad
In his penthouse overlooking the city, Pervis Reid stared into the lights of the symphony hall, at a far away distance. He wondered if Dr. Selig would remember his condition and bring the medicine he had promised. Pervis walked back inside, with his chin held between his fore finger and
poetry
What madness, that the Force should summon me at a time like this… To command the alleged spirit of my sole domain; body; to drift aimlessly through space. Upon a journey, that is to have no end or beginning. I display my contempt for the Force openly; for life is