travel

  • I Was Alive

    I Was Alive I was alive there In the warm and fresh Breeze of European air.   I was alive there Despite the heartbreak and the Pain of an old relationship’s wear and tear.   I was alive there in… Continue reading

    I Was Alive
  • Dear Prague

    Dear Prague Dear Prague I first caught a glimpse of you Through my evening-train-window seeing a view Of your form obscured by the late-December-fog.   Immediately you had me enchanted By your medieval walls, stone streets, and astronomical clock As… Continue reading

    Dear Prague