Love is many things but it never leaves.

No words are needed because the senses tell all.

Feelings of a fragile heart.

Depression is more than just a broken heart. It’s a black, malignant thing I’d wish on no one. I’ve been there. This is only one of a thousand ways to describe it.

Poem about fear, vulnerability, and hope.

Poetry.

Short story about 9/11.

My own personal version of existentialism.

Take a lesson from these two trees.

An intimate relationship between a man and a woman.