I can’t contain this anymore, I just can’t. I have to say how totally in love I am with the music of an artist currently known as Ruelle. I say “currently known” because, it seems, she once released songs under the name Maggie Eckford. How in love with her music am I? Let’s just say… Continue reading Ruelle


31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Nine

Those Consumed by Inadvertent Nothing They all seem to see it, they all seem to see. Is solitary confinement what it means to be free? Madness and emptiness in rival existence. A hushing of it all at sanity’s insistence. Will no one solve the mystery of how to fancy someone who doesn’t feel love?