An Artist’s Limerick

In a horrible,terrible,cruel twist of fateit appears I am bound to be happy. I am not a shrew,curmudgeon,or ingrate,but this news has me feeling quite bratty. You see I’ve built a lifebased on struggleand strife.I constructed these wallson my own. Now, hammer in hand, I see lines in the sand*from my past selvesthat I haveoutgrown.Continue reading “An Artist’s Limerick”

Just because it’s Taurus season doesn’t mean you have to be so stubborn

Sometimes I’m wrong. Not all of the time. But some of the time. And when I am wrong, boy am I wrong.  But in the moment when I’m actively being wrong I never know it. Zach and I are both what I can only describe as people aggressively seeking more. More information, more communication, moreContinue reading “Just because it’s Taurus season doesn’t mean you have to be so stubborn”