
This little market
Speaking to me of summer
Gentle memories
poetry, prose, and photography

This little market
Speaking to me of summer
Gentle memories

A fierceness within
Combining with dignity
The King of Narnia

I face towards the light Abandoning fear’s embrace And moving forwards
Facing down my fears
Resisting despair’s summons
Living by my terms
Inbox announces
Porn-bots sing their siren song
Empty of beauty