Unsent Letter

Often I find myself lying on the warm hood of my car gazing at the stars above as twilight fades. A sense of fear consistently overcomes me as I contemplate how something so vastly beautiful can be filled with many unanswerable questions. A fearsome, fascinating chaos. You are those stars for me here on Earth. Every step and sway is filled with impulse and uncertainty, defined by the fleeting...
February 7th, 2017 at 12:06am