Subjectivity: Chapter Five

Winter was soon to arrive and with it a dread cold would be brought upon the tundra about. Endless rolling plains of nothingness encompa...

Saticoy

Through a child's guise, a wandering line, a blur between reality and lies. Deception, beautiful, what lies through the mind...

Untitled Poem

Written by J.I. Daydreams in daytime Some hearts are a gold mine Others are vacancy signs Young men stumble in love And fall ou...

Subjectivity: Chapter Four

There was no doubt in his mind that there was something amiss Stephan mused. “I don’t understand, Stephan. I find him so weird … Maybe I...