I walk the path of broken glass as I will not conform………..

The story of Stu and Jen, who stole money from the crackhouse landlord they worked for in order to move to Kentucky and find a better life.

It is so much nicer to see laughter in somebody’s eyes than it is to see distance.

Through the storm.

Some things are crystal clear.

A poem.

Poem/story of forbidden love.it never seems to end.

I am ever reaching for your light……….

A poem inspired by the works of Edgar Allen Poe.

Here’s a haiku that I wrote about my parents. Tell me what you think please, and on a side note, this took me literally five minute to write.