Windows into other eyes hanging on a line springtime postcards.
Author: Vincent Mars
I write as a way of life: stories, blogs, articles, almost-poems. I'm a freelancer, a vegetarian, and I listen to Leonard Cohen and enjoy French films. We are dying a little more with each new day we live, so shouldn't we make the most of our time?
Almost Haiku: Ninety-Three
Bound in concrete yet green another spring— urban tree.
Almost Haiku: Ninety-Two
Keepers of the sky awaking to the chirping of spring— green shade.