i picked you some love that God sprinkled on my path because I know life’s been tough and she’s a… Read more I Picked You Some Flowers
Hanna hopes to go back home To her handsome Hampton house Past the perfect picket fence And her barbed wire… Read more Hannah
Each nothing becomes adventure The sharpness of November’s wind The song of winter grasses in crisp harmonics A distant call,… Read more winter grass
I bet I made you smile. You’re welcome.
I feel like I should post something about my city. It’s odd that I think of Washington, D.C. as my… Read more My City
The Street Photography of Bill Jones Jr.: A Complex Society
I tried reblogging this, but WordPress objected. An exhibition of some of my photography has opened on the web, sponsored… Read more The Street Photography of Bill Jones Jr.: A Complex Society
Day 2: How Not to Write
I have never had writer’s block. That’s unfortunate, because I don’t want to write. Well, I do want to write,… Read more Day 2: How Not to Write
I’ve reset my photography blog. It was too random and too convoluted. Instead, I am returning to my roots –… Read more
Today’s News: God Has Dandruff
Yuck. It’s getting all over everything.
i wish i never learned to feel long for days when a jaded sneer was as close to caring as… Read more i wish