Paying homage to the dead who have written before me. Critiques of mankind and a cynical nature, a man I admired spat his truth in frustration. Whether right or wrong, he pronounced his voice and lived with conviction. The dead still affect the living.
Month: June 2019
The Renaissance Festival
They prep for the excursion buying flasks of water, strapping a pint to their sides, weighing out their costumes. I put on my pointed hat, leathers. My outfit draws my mirror's smile. I promise myself to finally get a bowl of the ever delicious smelling mushroom soup.
Chloe Vasquez 