How we are fundamentally insecure, tossing our pride out of the windows when it's nighttime, time to go to bed and dream out absurdities...

Night Sky with reverence depicted: a smattering of birds dislodged from their hideout among the trees; a bleak streak of white, ...

It was almost midnight now. I stared tiredly out from the car at a stark, leafless tree that tore abruptly up through the soft grey of...

this night, she has whittled me to my bones and not cleaned those, left me to dry in the starless night and the stars who do arrive,...