“But the truth enters at the end of life. It enters like oxygen into every cell and the madness it feeds there in some is only a lucid metaphor for something long burned to nothing, like a star. How do… — Michael Ryan Copy Share Image
“But the truth enters at the end of life. It enters like oxygen into every cell and the madness it feeds there in some… — Michael Ryan Copy Share Image
“Consider A Move The steady time of being unknown, in solitude, without friends, is not a steadiness that sustains. I hear your voice waver… — Michael Ryan Copy Share Image
“THIS IS WHY He will never be given to wonder much if he was the mouth for some cruel force that said it. But… — Michael Ryan Copy Share Image
