‘At These Heights’ | A Spoken Word Poem

The top, I stand, Breath heavy, Legs weakened, Hands chaffed, But I do not wait, For the sores to pass,   This peak has me numb, As I witness the way The clouds meet The sun meet The horizon. The way in which one breath, From my cracked lips soars across, Inspecting the land, Leaving … Continue reading ‘At These Heights’ | A Spoken Word Poem

Bill – A New Piece of Prose

This is a little different I guess in my writing style and tone but it was important to me that I finally write this, and I hope others may be able to relate and enjoy it. A while ago, as a teenager, I had the great privilege of knowing a man, who basically became the … Continue reading Bill – A New Piece of Prose