Lost in peace

We speak of inner peace as if it’s obtainable. With the exception of the loved and lost, it isn’t. One cannot rest at peace in this mad, mad world and still reside above it’s soil. M.S. McCown 2019

Cascade

On many a night, they’d hide from sight and yield the carnal way. Though passion begged silence, their Conscience, defiant, would caution them not to stray, “Lust and desire, a sure path to Hell’s fire!” but the words, unheard, would always fade away. With gluttonous thirst, in the abyss, live the cursed adrift, they would […]