What You Made Me Feel (Blue-Eyed Johnny)

“I am just a memory, dead in the dust, gone like the wisp of smoke that curled from the tip of the gun that killed me…”

A Power Play Please

Do something! Say something! Move a muscle, change a thought! All seems to be running smoothly-till it’s not, and it’s not; right now. How? Every thing seemed peachy-‘seemed’ being the operative word here. I seem like I’m young and beautiful-but is it truly the case? It ‘seems’ nice and comfortable outside-until you open the doorContinueContinue reading “A Power Play Please”

Where I am in my Art?

“How I do struggle, with all the Angst pushing against the walls of me….”