To be held in his arms I long for that day The da that I get to see more wonderful things
Eyes to HeavenTyler and me at the edge of the roof, the gun in my mouth, I'm wondering how clean this gun is.
Fight ClubIf we do not fight to create a future there will be no future for any of us.
Fragile Things: Short Fictions and WondersWe owe it to each other to tell stories, as people simply...
Fragile Things: Short Fictions and Wonders