Aurora Magazine 2018

They are inconsistencies of lives lived Under delusions of clarity among the righteous, Regressive ideals lie on sand beneath waves Cresting a shoreline whose history is ever changing.

Accept not what is, but what is yet to be Revealed in a static film of madness A fear too often cloaked in soft serenity

An illusion of confidence born unto a wasted life No longer eulogize the heavy handed as exalted Faces masked in regret, it was a life lived for someone else.

80