Talk to me about being sad. Tell me about the ache, the pain, the weight of fate that takes and takes until there’s nothing left. Talk to me about “Tomorrow’s another day.” As if you’d opened your eyes to nothing there, talk to me about being sad. Talk to me about being loved. Tell me [...]
A little off my normal style, but I thought this was a fun little lovey #doodle to start off the New Year. Love is stronger than The Cone of Shame. These little puppers have it bad. Too much kissing, maybe?!? 😘🥰😍 💕❤️ .
Simon Star Clouds painted bright against a blue wall. Children to dance. Legos to fall. My son stood strong to defend his blockade, to stand straight and tall, never to fade. "MOUNT UP!" He called, and it echoed the halls, to closets, to bathrooms to pantries, to walls. "MOUNT UP, I SAY!" another loud gong. [...]
Stand Proud Stand proud my father. Stand proud. Bring the past with you - leave it at the door, For, with me, the past has gone. Step up and walk with me, father. Walk. Ease your mind. Soften your brow. Breathe easy and talk. Keep your eyes high, father. Look ahead. Raise your thoughts, your [...]
Puttyville Welcome to Puttyville - one house on another. To look from a distance your father, my mother? Beige, tan and gray they blend with the green, too common and dull to ever be seen. Yet at night, in the dark, some voices cry out, from window to doorway to garages throughout; I see the [...]