Broken words of rememberance that a poem leaves behind Untimely rhythms growing more useless as days pass by

Connecticut    Imagination; where stories are born and bred.

Lately

I love to write. I've been writing for years but I still consider myself an ametuer. I just want my writing to touch someone in …

Well, I'm 35 years old and have moved all over the U.S. in my younger years, working everywhere from resturants to oil drilling rigs. For …