Echoes in the Distance.

Draped in a tattered, old shroud.

Reflections.

If only what was within was easy to find.

Breaking Surface.

The ghost of a memory hot on our trails.

Away with the Clouds.

Until the next bout of rain...

A Weekend Q/A: Session 4.

Here are the questions from this week!

New Moon.

We grow in phases or we fall apart.

It’s Quiet For Now.

We've somehow run out of things to talk about.

All I Offer.

Vulnerable for all eyes that see.

Curious Species.

If only we had been more honest instead.

Tides of Memory.

Among millions of faces will the tides still find me?

All We Ever Do.

Even if we return to stardust in the end.

My Dearest Poetry.

The push and pull between the moon and the sea.

All That’s Left Unsaid.

I hope we don't hold back.

The Doors to Our Dreams.

Half-wishing the night never came to a stop.

Faded Pictures.

All the ink has bled out.

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