Titus, Titan.I lived in the shadow of my father, I always had, and I always would.Jan 26, 2022Jan 26, 2022
Snow in June.Days of heat and sun and cultural joy are cooled by a few lone specks of white. White? Summer? They do not pair, we muse. The air becomes…Dec 15, 2021Dec 15, 2021
A Viaduct by the Sea.I shiver as cool metal tracks are placed along my brow. The first iron horse rattles my arches: the thrum of the engine as it growls…Jul 6, 2021Jul 6, 2021
