Poems from Reader from Saturn
live with mom and dad and little sister. middle-class nerd. heavy reader, and video game nerd. star wars fan, and art fan.
Under the Midnight Sun the Polar Bear hunts. Under the Midnight Sun the Seal flees. Under the Midnight Sun the Inuit watches the Northern...
Your Spring is lovely and sweet it makes all see youth. Your Summer burns the skin, but it makes the evenings swell. Your Fall dazzles the...
Saphire space, pale blue sea, changes color in the eve, marred by white puff, makes the heart leap.
Without Winter there is no white. Without Winter there is no Spring. Without Winter there is no laughter.
My Mountain is my home, my fortress, my stone pedestal. My Mountain is my bread, my drink, my hunt. My Mountain is my friend, my enemy, my...