Thursday, February 16, 2012

"Brotherly" Love

Sometimes we can choose who to call family.

Vintage radio


We have a vintage radio.
I'm guessing it comes from the 1930s.
We've had for so long that I really don't see it anymore.
But late one night,
I swear I heard music coming from it.
Radio waves that had been searching for a destination for so long...

Sometimes It's Better to be Silly


I should be doing my homework for my life drawing class. I should be concentrating, learning the skeleton, analyzing the human form. But sometimes it's better to be silly.