dear the future. you were shaped by now.
My letter to you. (Put into the “free-verse” category because I don’t have a prose category.)
i have been thinkingabout my future lately,why i must exist. my time spent writing,if it is worth the effort,the time, pain, and tears when, in the future,my words will not build money,will not provide means to live and survivewithin a cold and cruel world,where sharks eat minnows. talent and fortune – lady luck falters withContinue reading “love letter”