RAM Failure
I am a sickly changeling green.
New year means a new grind
Hidden in plain sight
A poetic fantasy, of a world overtaken by the watery deep
The bed where you lay your heart down each night, and raise your voice in song to pray
Infinite pressure rising
Inspiration Holler: December Offering
Year’s end blows a despairing wind ...
A short fantasy story, poetically arranged
A difficult question I ask myself.
Goddess of song, born from the cosmic symphony
