writer-artist-thinker-reader

The sun is bright.I could not see.The road ahead of me.The lines are over shadowed.I could use the rays of yellow.Like a drawing by a five-year-old fellow.The child is smart.I can’t compare.The sun shifts at his dare.I take shelter.I try to outdrive the heat.My foot pressed down on the street.The car accelerates.I zoom toward the
I’m riding the wave of nostalgia for some reason and having dreams about work. Two things I shouldn’t be doing. When you find yourself transporting yourself back to your teenage years, it’s not pretty and quite pointless. I could do without both. Yet maybe because I’m nearing another high-school reunion again, this is the reason

Netflix

Hulu

Amazon

HBO

Discovery

Paramount

Movie
