Local Love

I can't this place is stale, rotting... I can't I can't move any longer like a snake making the same mistakes, biting it'...

I just can't do this anymore...my seat is beckoning me to get off of it and reach for another place to be. The whispers have gotten to m...

Oh, how that taste lingers. That familiar taste of something lingering in the air. I am caught between my intuition and my fear. Which is ly...

And in just one moment, with the snap of a finger, a thought unraveled, a snapping of a twig...something changes and your whole life is thro...

And nothing, I mean nothing is ever enough. Or it is too much. Too often I am here and then I am there but never truly here....

What does it mean to die? My rose colored glasses have changed color. To the color of, well I don't quite have the name for it yet. But ...

And then I realized that I didn't need anything other than you. Or was it me? No, yeah I didn't need anything else other than me, ...

There is something about the way you look at me. It makes me feel something. Like some lost fire that got buried over the years with ash; de...

I really loved the person I became when I was with you. Every time I look at my red "ACE" brand gardening shears; I am warmed to ...