By Poster Boy As I roll the stone I find the imprint of you,transgressions yet atoned,and trails of past truths. Framed upon my wall are pieces of my mind, choking on aerosoland the tears I could not find.I led myself to waters,filled pages up with markings.The mountains, I uncovered. But the songs - they came … Continue reading Scratches On My Cookware
Academy of the Heart And Mind 