The sun and the moon

The sun loaded the gun the moon pulled the trigger. the roads I chose to walk on had demons beneath … More

Nodus Tollens

Writing became a window into my calling An escape from our infamous, unaccepting society Time began to run slower and … More


Crimson It saunters through the earth. Like that of a beating heart. Like blood splattered on battlefield, Like burnt pecan … More

Vancouver, it is.

It wasn’t a busting town or avalanche I stepped into but a quiet ,honey dipped surrounding I was welcomed by. … More