East coast

I took a plane back home Watching hills curve into winding roads Twisting into old moments Of a life turned to memory A… More.

you

Thinking. I would think about him, about his wisdom and his pain. When his rough hands were the only thing on my mind,… More.

Growing up, we had a tradition. It wasn’t much, but was enough to make an impact on the way I viewed the world.… More.