Our minds are inebriated on thought.
Time doesn’t stop for any of us. Nor should it have to.
The last poem of controversial poet, Daniel Michel Bartimue.
Let the fire in your heart burn.
You can find your sanctuary within the pages of a book.
We are never truly prepared for the coming of winter.
The riddles of life are told in the old shillong house.
Sip, sip it down.
In Texas they roam and throughout the world the ghosts wail and moan.
Can one ever evade their past? Or is the mystery of life how the past always manages to catch up with us?
A killer runs amok through a house, only to meet his match in an unlikely place.