Distorted views of paradise


Some poetry, some prose, and some photos. Some of these pictures were taken more than a year ago, but still had hold the same meaning. Everything presented here is meant to tell a story. Read/look and enjoy.


Seeds on I 20 West

Exhausted, losses become less impactful.

Fighting through figuring out, letting go, and stripping everything to hand to God.

Not taking back out of hands that hold universe, planets, souls in palm.

Merge under dawn with tinted skies pointing down into the sunroof. Sobriety of poems

Make freedom seem only a median away, His skies sprinkle light lifeboats in the middle of all.

-rough draft-