Look at me, who am I? my life has been one long lie. Fooling myself and others too, pretending to be what isn’t true. I am a clown with made up faces,

Scene I Do you want to talk about it? —I think that sometimes we all have those feelings. It can be very difficult finding o…

A Tool Engineer died last night from complication of loosing his soulmate and wife. He was 46 Years old, soft-spoken and an obsessive liar according to her. He never looked the part of ...

Tu camino ha tomado un nuevo rumbo, te has ido con tu sonrisa, tus poesías, tu fortaleza y tu pasión me inspiraron y sin embargo seguiremos recordándote cuando montabas tus galantes cab...

Your voice is rustling the falling… the marble angel praying over you has cold hands that give no recompense So many stones

“I am a lute suspended”, Viola, s… To your tones, I resonate. Ohh, how we do celebrate the marriage of our two souls in issue from your f-holes?

Slow healing lasting impressions of your pitiful expression no longer do you have my empathy go ahead and keep on scheming

under my tumour un-genius copied intent brain are turqouise… stolen pebbles and ruby gems mixed… people from your history not my own schooling of

David’s Mind flowing through tave… heart sighs in dancing quivers remembering how those lies were sh… By the goodness of her heart. David’s new tunes twisting in time…

Who has never experienced a moment… A moment of sadness. When people find out you have hidd… That you wish that person you love… You wish them away, avoid them,

A man of modest means, he worked in a theater but was not a star or actor at first. No career, just a job and

I shouted my name through the vine… but there was no answer. My name died on my lips. No stone would consecrate it. The vines parted no more.

silence can be beautiful there can be so much meaning and emotion in words unspoken...

“Believe" said the Angel as she cradled the head of the man who slept Dreaming of his wife and marriage. “Believe” said the Angel