A Peter Parker appreciation post.
Still running, still pursuing.
In the reckless, raging fury that they call the love of God.
If you're seeing this on social media, it's for you.
In honor of National Poetry Month!
As the deer pants for streams of water...
"I'm just waiting for you to come across in real life whatever storms represent for you."
Fullness is not boundlessness.
First foray into posting poetry.
"Writing doesn't confer importance; it reflects it."