there is a period in time where I am only focused on two words reflected // kaleidoscopic the truth, and the beauty...

you smell like earth, clay in my hands. all mess and chaos, reborn. I could hate you or remake you. i could do both...

The bear from the woods has come to town, Now kept in a zoo, safe and sound. Its roar was very fierce and brave...

Happiness is not merely a gift to be obtained, but it is a life that has to be lived. Even when you think it's been taken away...