I said I want to She said I can't. I said that I cannot. She said what is it that you cannot? I said give up. And then she said grow up. I then retorted something I would be late to forget. I said one cannot grow up from a ...

Why are some not afforded a life anymore? How is it that one deed makes every prior void? Why are some nothing anymore? Is there ever more to do? In every poem of mine I start it off with a question, and I end it in one. I do this ...

Perhaps so is life? The longer I look , the more I see. But how do one know to see? Where does the feeling come from? How does one acquire said feeling? Whatsoever do you speak of? Hope. The longer I look at the sky the more stars appear. Within ...