Born an hour ago, or Day before. You’re One month, or A Hundred years old. Come out and Play.   On March 18th, my ...

Sensations are growing The vibrations shaking. Arm hair is rising And your skin is crawling. Music is pounding all around Lights are glowing with ...

The beauty of the world is the music it creates.

Day three into my solo Berlin trip, and I still couldn’t believe it. Taking the bus easily became routine. I rocked side to side ...

At home, life is messy and covered in broken amber-colored glass bottles. Here the noise drowns out the screaming in him; there’s a test ...

I hate the wayThe music playsStirring up stormsA concoction of emotions I hate the wayThe music playsEvery single nightThinking of you I hate the ...

I felt the pressure. Sliding on this slope as I hold on tight to my faith while trying to fight my fear. As I have gotten ...

I learned early on in my career whenever I made a statement about anything, especially politics, I needed to say “in my opinion.” As ...

The Class of 1974. Eighteen and fresh outta high school, I was just as confused as the world around me. Old school parents said ...