The name's Andrew. I'm a junior in college and working towards a BFA in Creative Writing. I've had a poem published. I'm trying my best.
"You will walk differently alone, dear, through a thicker atmosphere, forcing your way through the shadows of chairs, through the dripping smoke of the funnels. You will feel your own reflection sliding along the eyes of those who look at you. You are no longer insulated; but I suppose you must touch life in order to spring from it."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald
- Elvis Presley's Coffin
- JoinedJune 24, 2012