Sitting in a noisy corner of a quietΒ bar there’s a story tickling the corners of my mind, a song of Pirates, Cowboys, and runaway mothers on spring break – abandoned in a forbidden and foreign place. There are lying lies, and the damn liars who tell them covetousΒ addicts, andΒ drunks, Telling stories without telling the storyContinue reading “A Code No One Understands”
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That YOU May Contribute A Verse
As I wandered alone through the streets of Istanbul, marveling at it’s foreignness, and similarity, I was repeatedly reminded of a message. Yes, it’s currently inserted in an iPad commercial, but I’ll take inspiration where I find it. O Me, O Life Walt Whitman Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, OfContinue reading “That YOU May Contribute A Verse”
