Why I love Twitter

Been thinking about the mighty Twitter. Why do I like it so much, yet others I know hate the platform? One key thought: chaos. For me, the beauty of Twitter is it’s chaos. This manic, crazily shifting feed of information delights me. Yet I understand how this could be a hard style for others. I Read More …

Evening quietude

Too early, no, It’s not morningUntil I’ve slept. Sunlight collapsed into darknessHours back. Dawn comes soonI guess. Light drifts inLeisurely from pointsNearby, but sparse. Words drift, too,Flickered from bluish screensAcross my unweary eyes. Slowly luring my mindFree of thought, embracingDreams sweet embrace. Silence lingers.