And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. — Syliva Plath
Craters of Grief
The plane chased the sunset on the flight home, but it was a quest destined for disappointment that only prolonged the hopeful sliver of searing scarlet and fire orange before the darkness pushed it out of sight. Yet the moon at our tail was persistent and whole, clear with its splotches of grey and pure … Continue reading Craters of Grief