Peel away my brittle crust, shards cracking along fault lines, exposing a vulnerable underbelly, sore and raw. Delve too deep and my molten core erupts, scorching all in its path, an unquenchable force.
Category: Photography
Anchors away
Taking on water Swamped and going under fast Throw out the anchor
Curtain call
In the winter, it seems that sunsets are more vivid, more surreal. What many people don't realize though, is that once the sun drops below the horizon, when you think the floor show is over, if they only stay a little longer, the curtain call happens. Like many things in life, it's not only the … Continue reading Curtain call
Breaking the rules
“So which one did you decide on?” “The redhead.” “Why that one? It’s hideous.” “I liked it, I think it made the boldest statement.” “I still don’t understand why someone your age needs a skateboard.” “It’s not merely a skateboard, it’s part of my New Year’s resolution.” “What’s that? To break every bone in your … Continue reading Breaking the rules
Screwed
Contemptuous sighs and lethal stink-eyes Silent treatments that last for days Their digits double, omnipotent Our IQs fail by half, dotage Teen years, an exhausting level Of parenting purgatory Still, I survive
Freelancing
Once again, he had been let down. This year, he decided, things would be different. “It’s just not fair,” he sounded like a petulant child. “That should be me.” “What are you on about now?” Gabe tuned the strings on his lyre, trying to ignore Michael’s incessant complaining about the newest messengers. They both watched … Continue reading Freelancing
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