DECEIVING REALITY: A POEM
Perhaps we have a shared reality but as much as we share it our own reality seems as unique and individual as a snowflake.
Perhaps we have a shared reality but as much as we share it our own reality seems as unique and individual as a snowflake.
Maybe I’m naïve, perhaps I’ve got my head in the clouds, but life to me seems simpler than we make it.
Have you ever been caught in a barroom conversation that leaves you scratching your head?
Nicotine Stained is an unreleased and exclusive poem from The Rambling Pirate.
Starlight is a short story from the perspective of a man traveling via train from Portland, Oregon to Los Angeles, California. Join the journey and let the words do the rest, it's time to hop aboard with no looking back.
Sometimes running is easier than walking especially when you’re trying to leave something behind.
I've been writing things down for as long as I can remember. If you gave me an Etch A Sketch I'd try and make words.
I was born in Middlesbrough, an industrial town in the North of England in 1989. I didn't grow up in Portland, Oregon so I didn't learn of Elliott Smith through Heatmiser.
The only thing I love more than a good dive bar is a shitty diner.
In my experience, if you make enough questionable decisions in a row it tends to lead to ‘turning over a new leaf.