“Our lives are going to be the greatest story ever told.”

Wendy, Wendy (2019)

A Few Photos


Where is my time?

As I go on the weeks seem shorter. Days fly by without my notice. Where on earth did the time go? It seems just yesterday I was free and wild. Now I feel constrained by expectations. Not long ago I had no cares. Now I’m weighed down by anxieties. The future is coming quickly on… … Continue reading Where is my time?

His Poetry Soul

He was a beautiful thing… With his daydream eyes, and his poetry soul. She wanted to learn him, word for word. To recite him to the sky as one does a song. To decipher his deepest meanings… and paint pictures ‘round his letters.

Dear Imaginary Love,

I hate that I fall in love so easily… I fall in love with clouds, and the way the sun drifting down turns them into cotton candy. I fall in love with the way the breeze tickles the leaves in the trees, causing them to twirl and dance. I fall in love with the way … Continue reading Dear Imaginary Love,

By the Seaside

Dance with the waves, move with the sea. Let the rhythm of the water set your soul free. Christy Ann Martine

City Lights

Not even the stars are visible, as the city shines it’s ray against the shadows. J. M. Lilin, Writer in the City


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