After a short hiatus, The Introspection Connection is back with a new poem
Ladies (and gentlemen), we need to talk about romantic comedies. Honestly, we need to evaluate the romance genre as a whole.
You're one to throw stones, a so-called feminist, a false king seated on a golden throne
We were carved from a comet, a falling star of ice and dust blazing through the sky
Strip me bare, reveal the parts I hide from myself.
Reminiscing on my trip to Quebec City
The dreams I have in my migraine sleep are like epic poetry set in motion
You were my True North against a setting sun
A special thank you to my readers and fellow bloggers
Remembering my grandfather