Days pass me by as I chase pointless charades; some seem more worthless than others. There is a bizarre sense of emptiness and desolation lying somewhere underneath, always ready to burst out of me. I can invariably feel it right at the precipice of my
Day by day, as my nights waned Unto ’nother sunrise, I waited like a schoolboy For my school bus, Distracted by a hundred thoughts And sometimes by the traffic ahead, Seeking what was sure to come Or hoping it wouldn’t at all, That I might
The Velveteen Rabbit book review I expected to write was about a simple children’s classic. Instead, I found myself reflecting on one of the most powerful stories I have ever read. I can’t believe such a laconic children’s book could be so profound and impactful,