touch
touch
touch —
ache and don’t resuscitate
lost boys without a clue
of who they are or
what to do
strumming chaos through chewed fingernails
a ballad violence couldn’t bare.
Below is a collection of my creative writing pieces, of prose, poetry, essays and scripts.
touch
touch
touch —
ache and don’t resuscitate
lost boys without a clue
of who they are or
what to do
strumming chaos through chewed fingernails
a ballad violence couldn’t bare.