Art is a masterfully crafted word. Simply the combination of 3 letters provides vivid imagery and emotion associated with the noun. In art, unlike any other human action, we have both the control, as well as the lack of control, to create art that means something to us, means something to someone else, or none […]


If “time” is linear, home come it moves fast for some people, yet slow for others? How come on the same day that I can literally feel the molasses of time sticking to my fingers, someone else merely feels a breeze through their hair and it’s… gone? They say “time travel” is unrealistic, implausable, unexplainable– […]


Mad, unconvinced, as thirty mermaids floated by, since they don’t exist.


Outside my window there’s a world that sits back while we uncurl its secrets what it’s keeping. To be honest it’s me it’s keeping captivated, motivated, my head up and I keep on leaping, to keep the beat to beat the heat, simplistically, physically. I’m tired of all these falsities and these groupings of people […]


they never stop These tappings in my head which rise to the top as the shadows shout their opinions which make no sense it’s like a battle field and I’m entrenched but then he steps into view and catches my eye, perhaps luckily for him, I’m too shy to say anything at all to his […]

All That’s Lefty

It’s hard to be a lefty in a right-hander’s world. To be singled out at a meal because my elbow bumps yours, and I drink from my glass wrong. Left-handed people know how I feel. Gloves do not fit right, the desks are all wrong, I need a specific guitar and I smudge up my writing […]

Vocal Currency

Words are my currency. They can be traded at various rates, gain value according to either social regulation or general allotment and can be exchanged into other types of currency– languages. Words are, sadly, suffering from a time of inflation. The over saturation of some of English’s finest words, such as exquisite, hate, and love, […]


It swirls as it moves, an off grace about it, like a dancer on an abandoned stage, waiting for her audience anyway, practicing as she goes, her pale skin hiding her rage. Only on the surface does she boil, covered by foundations. Somehow she stays animateed, her every twirl, every move is calculated. Measured and […]

Time & Space

Those times that go too fast, or when life seems too slow, that is the Prince of Time– watch him go. His life is lonely, his body is nonsense, his castle is nonexistent for time is but a concept. He is the only one who knows nothing but the truth; it’s his reality, his soul, […]