I’m not great at writing. I’m not bad either. I was born in Texas. I am from New Orleans. Lived in Mississippi during High School. Then I moved to France. The French are an interesting bunch. We all fit together even though it seems like everyone over there is alone. I got tired of being looked at so much. So I moved back to Mississippi and ate some fungus and read lots of books and caught a lot of fish. We moved to the Blue Ridge after our camping trip was derailed into the city one fateful New Years Eve. It is nearly four years late. I am 27 and only just beginning to begin. Love is in the design. Thank you for your time!
Life. Love. The journey between the stars and our beds. The traces of light left by others. The high.
McCarthy. Vonnegut. Hemingway. Tolkien. Pablo. Collins. Bukowski. J.R. Probably you. My uncle. My teachers. The late great Robert Hunter. To name a few...
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Hey Michael, welcome to fn! Really enjoyed your Dementia poem. Peace...
Hi Michael. Thank you for commenting on Rear View. Really appreciate.
Welcome to Fictionaut, Michael.
Hey Michael, welcome to fn! Really enjoyed your Dementia poem. Peace...