by lefteous | Mar 29, 2025 | a thought
For me it’s trees. I like to watch them. Planted in place. Swaying in wind. Clouds tumbling across the...
by lefteous | Mar 3, 2025 | a dream
You run to your imagination because we are a species that whimpers. That withers. That dies. You stand on that unwieldy precipice of freedom because you hope that peace lies within. It does not. Only loneliness waits there. And anguish is soon to...
by lefteous | Feb 27, 2025 | a dream
she sees you as an emerald in a bowl of...
by lefteous | Feb 18, 2025 | a thought
It has been five years. I am not sure what else is...
by lefteous | Jan 29, 2025 | a question
I wonder if you have ever met the person I think you...
