Escaping
The mountains of New Mexico are calling. Europe if I could make a clean break, but my daughter is moving back to town. She loves me. She sustains my hope.…
The mountains of New Mexico are calling. Europe if I could make a clean break, but my daughter is moving back to town. She loves me. She sustains my hope.…
I stare out at the world, the snow storms, the torment, through the windsheild of my own eyes. My priveledge allows me this contemplative time. This ART AS LIFE idea.…
I warp reality around myself. Light bends, heads in my direction. Hope and orgasms arrive with renewed vigor. Don't worry, it should wear off by the time you lose me,…