Whatdoyoufeel Stories

I found him,sitting in between two concrete walls. His head touching his knees and slightly rocking his body. The walls bleed lead, telling us he lied about escaping. I...

A collection of short poems. The occasional curse word because it fits there, but most are clean poems. There currently is not a theme or main focus. I will try to add a...

There are feelings that slip through language-emotions too vast for a single word, moments too fleeting to define. The Atlas of the Soul is a collection of poetic entrie...