The Loose Balloon 

Dear friend, I’m, again, 45,000 feet above the Earths surface and I’m writing you. The difference from the words you’re about to read and the words I’ve wrote you in the past are finally found in my eyes to explain

The Loose Balloon 

Dear friend, I’m, again, 45,000 feet above the Earths surface and I’m writing you. The difference from the words you’re about to read and the words I’ve wrote you in the past are finally found in my eyes to explain

I’m Flying

Dear friend, Do you remember when we use to talk? Don’t you miss it sometimes, I know I do. It wasn’t until I felt the loss of you I understood what it meant to feel true sorrow. The bullet wound

I’m Flying

Dear friend, Do you remember when we use to talk? Don’t you miss it sometimes, I know I do. It wasn’t until I felt the loss of you I understood what it meant to feel true sorrow. The bullet wound

The Tides

Dear Lover, The water lines broke tonight.  They froze.  I know, to you, that concept is quite hard to realize considering…  However, I hope you know what I mean.  The loss of how I view my life is heavy, in

The Tides

Dear Lover, The water lines broke tonight.  They froze.  I know, to you, that concept is quite hard to realize considering…  However, I hope you know what I mean.  The loss of how I view my life is heavy, in

/ Art

Untitled (the wood collection)

Untitled Size: 48″ x 38″ Medium: Wood Panel Color: Ebony Polyurethane Series: The Wood Collection

/ Art

Untitled (the wood collection)

Untitled Size: 48″ x 38″ Medium: Wood Panel Color: Ebony Polyurethane Series: The Wood Collection

/ Art

FACES:What’s In A Name?

It all started when I was a boy, while loitering outside Mrs. John’s fifth grade class eager to get a glimpse of what my first crush, Paige, had made.  In my mind I wasn’t an artist, she was… As time and

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FACES:What’s In A Name?

It all started when I was a boy, while loitering outside Mrs. John’s fifth grade class eager to get a glimpse of what my first crush, Paige, had made.  In my mind I wasn’t an artist, she was… As time and

Police Brutality

Dear Friends, As much as it pains me to write these words, I shall… Before yesterday, I never really understood the fear of police some people have in our country. Friday October 31st, at 3:00 PM PST I was falsely arrested

Police Brutality

Dear Friends, As much as it pains me to write these words, I shall… Before yesterday, I never really understood the fear of police some people have in our country. Friday October 31st, at 3:00 PM PST I was falsely arrested

An Intergalactic Sunday Morning

Dear Lover, The scent of your hair and the fragrance of flowers is still new born within my nose. The tender touch of your lips resides where you had kissed mine, alongside the remembrance of your embrace. The rows of

An Intergalactic Sunday Morning

Dear Lover, The scent of your hair and the fragrance of flowers is still new born within my nose. The tender touch of your lips resides where you had kissed mine, alongside the remembrance of your embrace. The rows of