davis blog

The sunken bones of the land cry out agony’s mouth a blue line doubt keeps us dumb and round about leaves a starting time to shout. ...

I don't need to be remembered. I don't want to be remembered. I have helped people and hurt them. But have you loved any of them?...

I dont know what you've been told. My work boots are full of holes. One thing I know 'bout my soul. When I'm with God then I...

Luke you beaut you're a prince of the souk So cute and true a one of a kind duke. Go far my son and follow the Son. Be the fulfilm...

What to say what to splay the baby's coming soon to stay. I will and I want and I can't confidant. Maybe they'll like me and may...

Some interesting reading material: The Book Theif - if only I could finish it. Little Black Book of Stories - so far so good - I've re...

Blessed cold darkness my light is not artless. I say words in a way that seems like I'm not saying them. My foot softly cramps and my ...