October for Love

Memories, a circus, a clown. A Carny, a trick and slap of cards and smoke. . Lights on, lights out, rainy night once again. A flask filled with cheap whisky.

Dream Come True

These past years have been financially and mentally exhausting - fodder for my stories is the reason I feel I have been thrust through the tunnel of failure over and over.  I walk into the restaurant and I catch a glimpse of her smiling. Nothing as beautiful to me in the world than her smile.