In Silhouette

And though the world be silhouette, the definition of thy lines holds more power than any vibrant memory. In each stroke I remember, each molecule of ink I feel. This is no random symmetry, no desperate thought reformed, but all I was and am and wish. Brush strokes on a canvas to you and she […]

Influences 1

Author’s Note: Today, I’m introducing a new section to my blog. I’m hoping people will find it interesting to read what has and still does influence my writing, as I’m pretty sure most of it will surprise you. A little background: I have eclectic tastes in both literature and art. I like what I like. […]

Amaya (Shadorma)

I hear you But no longer see Amaya The night rain Listening to your heartbeat  In the midnight still (Author’s note: the name Amaya means ‘night rain’ in Japanese. I think it’s one of the most beautiful names I’ve ever heard.)