First comes the wound, then the bleeding, shortly thereafter the pain surfaces, and then we have to make a choice. Do you leave it open
First comes the wound, then the bleeding, shortly thereafter the pain surfaces, and then we have to make a choice. Do you leave it open
I’ve burned a lot of bridges in my life, and quite frankly I am sick and tired of doing so. In many cases it was
No matter what corner of the earth I run away to, the ghosts that haunt me and monsters that keep me awake at night will
There are few cities in Europe that inspire so much visual poetry like Prague. Some will rightly argue that Cologne, Paris, Rome, Florence, Venice, Amsterdam,
There is something romantic and mysterious about writing in a train bistro on my way to Prague. It’s an old EC train, nothing like the
Those of you who know me personally, know that I can be impulsive and when I get an idea in my head, I move fast.