August 6, 2010

Voices speak loudest when they say nothing.

Eyes blink, Corneas dry-rotted,

Starving for a moment of silence,

A trace of affection.

Hearts all beat, but not the same,

Quarrel like friends from rival gangs.

The sun comes out,

The spotlight dies.

Resting in the vanity of hurried eyes.


Blog Revamp

August 6, 2010

This used to be a blog for a class with Nathan Holic at UCF, but now im using it for my own personal postings on the reccommendation of my friend Joe Previti. I hope everyone enjoys it. Constructive Criticism and intelligent conversation and remarks are always welcome.