Writings on Life, War, and Exploration

Chill

Culling grey skies of winter sets a chilling warmth; Soft as a silk handkerchief against the skin, I feel the vibrations of the cunning solstice, Nothing…

Barna

Clustered in her independence, Her rocky edges holds the artist’s heart, A sea of change in her Gaudi atmosphere, Small bites along her back, Charms the…

Allegory

I thought this would be an allegory, But I became distracted, The Sagrada stole my gaze; I suppose that’s the nature of God.

Echo

Subway windows fogged with containment, Bach is the ocean that holds the eclipse of life, I am no more darker than light; Bliss has put to…