Category: identity

The sheep’s roar

Quiet and whimpering Shaved and used A mind abused But watch out The little sheep seems predictable But don’t say we didn’t warn you about the indictable We can only guess what’s coming next for it won’t be explicable Not a fool for spool It’s searching for the […]

At Milan, turn left

Dreams dreams, and dreams. Swaying palm trees and dancing spaceship rockets. Dreams are all the rage these days. A strange interconnection amongst us all. Last night I had a dream where the gatekeeper repeatedly said “at Milan, turn left”. In my dream, I did not reach Milan. Although, […]

The greatest love of all

My son started school last week. And, while everyone was posting photographs onto Facebook of their kids with a sign noting the school grade they were entering, I chose to not do so. I’ve done it before. Honestly, I thought about it for a second and then moved […]