Geography And Memory: Perspective
An alleyway To some… But to others Living in some Far away land Where my memories Often linger, A two-way street.
An alleyway To some… But to others Living in some Far away land Where my memories Often linger, A two-way street.
Stepping into that space, I heard the doorbell ring, And memories of that song Blast into my world, Turning the mundane Into something magical. This is what great art does, It lingers… Continue reading
Don’t presume to know who I am, I am from everywhere and nowhere. I am an urban explorer… I know the city, Its history, its layers, Its invisible lines. I follow pathways and… Continue reading
Discerning the real from the unreal… Sometimes you have to peel off the layers of your life to find the real YOU. Would you like what you’d see if you did?