06/23/2014 by brotherlylost - 0 comments Prism, Mirror, Lens “There’s no explanation lying within these walls.”
06/17/2014 by brotherlylost - 0 comments Stranger “She dances like a flickering flame, the glimmer of fame, grace got me wanting to bring her in from the rain.”
06/15/2014 by brotherlylost - 0 comments Better Weather “Our little house at the top of the hill was built with love and four tons of steel. It’s pretty strong but it could still come down. Let’s hope that it never will.”
06/13/2014 by brotherlylost - 0 comments The Art of Progress “Metal statues lining the sides of pixel road where mothers dare to roll the dice on a broken home. “
06/11/2014 by brotherlylost - 0 comments Summer End “Your time with me, it can never be, as free as innocent as the memory.”