this is the day when people ask “where were you when the sky went black when we lost our innocence when the world collapsed in fire and smoke?” it is the first of such days for me i know i… more →
thoughts ungatheredlittlepeace wrote 3 months ago: this is the day when people ask “where were you when the sky went black when we lost our innoc … more →
littlepeace wrote 4 months ago: this is a poem for you the reader who chooses to wade through my writing like a guppy caught in a sc … more →
littlepeace wrote 5 months ago: i’d run to miss your waking world capture daydreams brittle, stale, and in hope of hearing the … more →
littlepeace wrote 1 year ago: and i am a writer, writer of fictions … it began inexplicably, the way most juvenile things be … more →
littlepeace wrote 1 year ago: the young poet caterwauled to acoustic guitar slamming out chords with brown hair in his eyes white … more →
littlepeace wrote 1 year ago: wearing no shoes i walk silently through the dew-kissed grass at twilight glimmering tears briefly i … more →