The hazy blue world in Europe

She was a blonde high-school classmate who wanted to become a missionary one day. On the bus ride home, she told me about a time when someone she knew got into a car accident and almost became decapitated, or was decapitated. I eventually learned what that meant. Those days were cold and grey from what

My favorite place to lie down; behind the bushes

Streetlight people

Strangers waiting Up and down the boulevard Their shadows searching In the night… Streetlight people Living just to find emotion Hiding somewhere in the night   flint delta blinds

Snow

Memories of snow in the summertime. Days of crying undercovers and hungering for a drop of sunlight. Gray clouds looming over the Midwest and suffocating our souls; causing it to turn gray too. The skin turns into an ash like color, making you forget who you are. Depression is the perfect word to describe the