The heavy, wet drops fall. (upon my soul) I peer into my abyss below. (the weight of your gaze) Shadow or light, there is no difference here. (leaves me pining for more) Into the deep, further and further I go. (to remove my bareness) To where the grey mist bellows, (to complete my design) And […]

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The Harmony Society Cemetery

I’m getting married this autumn, and I recently found the dress of my dreams at a local shop in a hamlet north of Pittsburgh, that goes by the name of Zelienople.  It’s a quaint town, where the main street is actually called Main Street.  It has such a strange name, and I’ll admit I’ve always […]

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