Sacrifice.
Now that you’re gone maybe you know now that the look behind my eyes wasn’t intended to make you think I had something to hide. It was quite the opposite,…
Category: Art
Booty Trap.
There were no roses on my doorstep. Neither was there a plate full of tacos. Just 4 frantic phone calls in the middle of the night from a drunken man…
Sticks and Stones.
Sticks and Stones set the tone and Nature will always bless me. Morning pop to the shops. I’ll be picking up some good reads and rocks for a close friend…
Blindly.
Blindly, she filled her life with things meant to propel her into freedom, life and love. Vibrating with the nature of universal law, she is more than human, more than…
Raw.
They said everyone loved me, but how? It wasn’t even true until I met you. Someone who knew where I’ve stepped off the deep end and to what extent I…
Hello, Life! Goodbye, Zombie.
Life can’t be all about recovery, even if it is necessary. There has to be a dose of fun, a tincture of madness and a dollup of creative expression in…
Event Horizon.
The Event Horizon is a point of no return – the edge of something big. I’m there. It’s a turning point for me. Have you ever stopped to thank the…
Run.
There’s a trap door down the stone path that leads to another rock bottom, or two. My millionth run isn’t meant for you. There’s a lady on the couch in…
