Cloudless, or: Unbounded

EPIGRAPH: It’s better to look at the sky than live there. Such an empty place; so vague. Just a country where the thunder goes. –Truman Capote (1924 – 1984), Breakfast at Tiffany’s and Three Stories unbounded in a boy’s eyes unbounded by societal norms by truisms, by words, by my own eyes, by contrary evidence … Continue reading Cloudless, or: Unbounded