A storm just passed. The quiet settles in. A moment to catch my breath. A rest stop on the side of the street. A place for travelers to gather. Underneath a fluorescent lamp which attracts the moths. Take a seat and have a rest with me. We can share this quiet moment. No turmoil to divide or... Continue Reading →
On the road after the people drift off to sleep.Only the blinking red lights of pointless stops to guide me.Empty roads that rise and fall lazily.The sputtering street lights in front of me and the dark absence behind. Some travel with heart.A glorious purpose forward that guides them forwards.Not me.I am running.Running away from the... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 