Moments Earlier

"Jason’s busy life is reflected in the boardroom table from moments earlier."

Jason opened his mouth and breathed over a small area of the table for the fifth time. He quickly followed his breath with the soft cloth and polished the table once more. The smudges were finally coming out. He lowered...

Love,Nothing but a river of tears,Crystals of salt stealing the high ground,On riverbank cheeks and eyes of crimson red.What we had, destroyed,What we wanted most, gone,Fear striking, like a twisting knife,In flesh that's weak and feeble.Despair, stares with an ugly...