hey little baby,why'd you have to go so stir crazy?adjacent the florist, you were my company,across the street, I'd stare at your balcony.in your heels you'd dance,and end up in my arms perchance.your eyes lit up a spark,and oh did you make me smile, when you'd bark.if only things weren't so tough,could not much have … Continue reading dream away

As a look, as a glanceChecking, hoping by any chanceAs a ring, as a patterLonging for some chatter Running out of patience As a lone stare, completely awareCompletely unawareWhat I see, differs from what is soughtWhat is seen is only naught Running out of As a voice that echoes, but is not heardAs a plea … Continue reading cries

I'm changing fiction to something else, something I can put all of this stuff on. I'm starting to take some Masterclasses. one in spoken word, and the other in worldbuilding. I'm going to document all of this on this category on the blog; whatever I name it.