Shakespeare – JChristianLawrence

A Haltless Mind

I received a letter in the mail today from a Mr. William S. It seems he had heard of the predicament of Life I’d found myself in, and so sent me a Sonnet as consolation. Poetry often serves to calm what is a troubled soul of mine.

Falstaff stole my Nikes

Certainly, adventures await us outside our doors. If we dare depart our doors. I returned home, my feet tired and slightly cut, Nike-less but somehow happier…