j o h n  r o s

breath slowed. sounds that seem fabricated, but are completely unintentional. the walk through the snow sounds, echos the once-lived smile from beneath your feet. the dream began as they always seemed to. i was tired and awake and found nothing in every corner. hate welled up as tear-filled eyes poked […]

the lights were dim, reminding me of that same place, same setting, working from the model in the same time. long corridor that held three fixed windows to the back. they had just been put in and the draft has been curbed dramatically since the last time. steel pressed against my back […]