Writing Stuff

There’s something deeply off about the way we live now. Adults walk around, heads down, eyes glued — overworked yet under-moved, mentally...

A child takes and takes And takes And that’s ok They are the seeds Of the future evergreen And have you ever seen A poor potted plant...

She can barely utter a coherent sentence But her brain is as sharp  As a knife left at a crime scene Cloaked figures idling about Heads...