Since this lil' cropped-hair writer is still chasing scattered breadcrumbs to go along with his crimson sunsets, looking for his words mashed between multiple muses and deeply throttled in a vortex of academic flux, anticipate reading excerpts from his book of poems Glass Continent, a Wayfarerer Utopia bestseller, published (or in the process of being published by his good chums at MLFPUBHOUSE....I'll try to post a few poems this week in the Recital blog. As always, thanx for reading and the pleasure, dearest reader, has been all mine!
"It's a sad day when a lad trades in his pixie-dust for a paycheck......"
"It has been said that the fish will be the last one to discover water."
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